[Intro] Deformity, a bodily malformation, check Distortion, or disfigurement, check A Deform, person or thing, check Gross, ugliness, check
[Verse 1] I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this Everyday, when I wake, wish there was I way that I can rip this Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track I don't wanna be seen lookin like that I'm looking at it, it's mean lookin right back Ugly, bloody, pussin', heavy Way more sinister than the face of Jason or fucking Freddy And that shit ways me down, got me going crazy now Lazy round me place, cause I got shit right side of my face How did I get it? How did I grow it? How do I cock back and just blow it Off? Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain't goin out to show it off I'm just stuck in here, with this fuckin' weird stuff in near Crushin', pussin', bustin' till it up and clears I'm ready, it's wicked, it's gotta be deadly It's everything you could imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medly Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy
[Hook] (Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? Oh my god, disgusting, repulsive, what the fuck? It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor I need more to go, stop Staring at this Mutherfucking side show) HEAVY (Everyone you love got needs) HEAVY (I'll shove start to buckle at the kness) HEAVY (My lord said this slow heal carry And if it don't then it might get scary) HEAVY
[Verse 2] Cha! Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food How when the smell is like shit stew? The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel Bad when I'm shoppin', at the walmart They be laughin', then a brawl starts Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker With deformities, bless yall heart I'm sick of it, when it's on my back I can't even get a women to kiss on this Face, I don't even want to live on this, place Because all people givin' is hate And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured The more these sick gigglers Pointed my heavy load it gets bigger They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn't taunt that They be lookin at a nigga like I woke up And showin straight up shittin' in their lunch sack Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats All be lookin and pointing at this deformity on my back Taking over me, I'm slowly, turning into it This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit Under my skin, infecting my blood Like I have some kind of disease, it's Big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it
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[Verse 3] What is it? With this load I carry there's problems in my life Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom And I gotta solve 'em quick they fallen on me It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people Over the wall, but the shit got taller But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin' You cannot do if you not baller So you get it and hit it one after another And look - the lump got smallerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
