Black Moon / Weight Of The World
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Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha?
Holdin' the weight of the world
Holdin' the weight of the world
Holdin' the weight of the world on my shoulders
Yeah, I know you can relate to this shit right here
Feelin' like you got a lot of weight sometimes
You wanna bomb, never hesitate, bomb first
Hold your head up, yo
Dead up, yo
Got all these stressed out niggas with firearms
Prepare, get ready, they 'bout to bomb
First one hit, usually an innocent civilian
Shot by the elevator, dead up in the buildin'
I'm illin' off the chill I got
Through my spine last night when I heard the shot
Took flight, 'cause I knew that the gods was right
Tellin' me you gonna make it when it's hard in life
And the stripes that you gain through the streets is pain
No matter how many motherfuckers is slain
Hold your head, son, maintain
Fuck gettin' the tumor in your brain
Motherfuck the rumor or you gon' 'caine
Simple and plain, life piece of the pie
Is to hustle and get yours, nigga, I can't lie
I'm addicted to the high life, the wild life
Make the stress go by easy when the bomb right
Ahh, stress of the world
Holdin' the, holdin' the weight
Holdin' the weight of the stress
Uh, finesse
Wha? Wha? Wha?
Wha? Wha?
The weight of the world is on my shoulder
But every day I wake up by myself, I'm gettin' bolder
As I annihilate, plus dominate
Forgivin' weight to rise up like a Republican
Prominent in the bomb state of thinkin'
Sometimes, life is like quicksand
If not watchin' your step, you end up sinkin'
So pay close attention, don't be blinkin'
'Cause you might miss the entire point of the words that we speakin'
Holdin' the weight of the world (Bomb first, bomb first)
Holdin' the weight on my shoulders (Boo-yaow)
Holdin' the weight of the world (The world)
Holdin' the weight on my shoulders
Holdin' the weight of the world (Boo-yaow)
Holdin' the weight on my shoulders
The weight of the world's on my shoulder
I'm never gettin' younger, only gettin' older
As I walk the streets with stress, hold my head
'Cause the more I finesse, tap the plate on my bulletproof vest
Yes, I'm strapped in tight
'Cause I feel like some shit gon' happen tonight
I been eyein' a lot of niggas closin' up
Eye on my jewelry, they frozen up
Wanna stick me, why? How come?
Jealous 'cause my shit is official, I don't fuck with none of them
Commercial rap get the original gun clap
Believe me, stress on my brain, roll a sack of that
Shit that'll make the devil dissolve
Holdin' the world spinnin' on my shoulders with no fall
Holdin' the weight of the world (Bomb first, bomb first)
Holdin' the weight on my shoulders (Boo-yaow)
Holdin' the weight of the world (The world)
Holdin' the weight on my shoulders
Five o'clock on the dot, akh
I'm up performin' calisthenics while the Muslims are makin' salah
And the devil plot, the pressures of life got me rocked
Plus my ambition's fired up, I just can't stop
Been singin' broke too long, time for a new song
Rest in peace to Too $hort 'cause Redman is still new born
The world's been warned, don't get tooken out like a pawn in this game
Or get caught flashin' and flossin' and fame
But trials and tribulations forced me to claim what's mine
Plus blow minds, mine, meaning
What I work and struggle hard for
To the end of my existence, yes, I'll die for
The rules and regulations are God's laws
Layin' it down under the ground into the surface hardcore
Pushin' to become a rich man once poor
Tell you to your face, you ain't ready for the war