Sorry I'm Away So Much

(Xzibit talking)

Come here Tre, what's up son, come on

To whom it may concern, yeah, listen

Sorry I'm away so much, yeah, yeah

All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, feel me

Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah

(Xzibit)

My son was born about four and a half years ago

Nothin protected him, amazin how fast they grow

I came to know about his likes and his dislikes, yeah

Video games, taught him how to ride his first bike

This is the life my little nigga, I see you gettin all upset

When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about

Tryna make it in this world and provide for you

'Cause on them overseat plane rides I miss you too

Never knew that I would have to be away so much

Five thousand dollar phone bills keepin in touch

We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life, yeah

I rock mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight

Long nights in the studio take me away

Gettin mad 'cause I'm tired and you want me to play

Money can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the fine relyin

And expand your mind my lil' ni', yeah

Yeah, c'mon

(Chorus-X)

Look, sorry I'm away so much

Understand me, yeah

It's for you, hah, yeah (you, and you, and you)

C'mon, look, sorry I'm away so much

Huh, we keep it gangsta

Look

(Xzibit)

I got a brother locked down, he be out in a couple

Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle

Now broadcastin live from behind the wall

Stayin tight through long kites and telephone calls

Gettin hype when you see your brother on T.V.

Can't wait for your release so you can roll with me

Arrange everything exactly how it's supposed to be

For right now here's a thousand, J, stay lo-key

You say damn Xzibit, whyn't you pay a nigga a visit

Time limits got me movin a million miles a minute

Knee deep, gotta strike while the iron is hot

Still gotta eat and keep the lights on when it's not

Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in knots

I wish I was there to snatch you up instead of the cops

Muthafuck it, do the time and get it out of the way

You goin from convict to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

(Quik)

Now I ain't never been this hot before

So in essence it's obvious, I ain't never been this out before

I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 times a year

Up in the studio freakin and mixin rhymes in here

Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, women and sheer

Callin playa niggas there

Not the kinda place I really wanna bring my son

Get on lil' Dane, gon' in there and have you some fun

Used to be that ??? be up there sewin ya clothes

While I'm with you on the Playstation showin you codes

Hit the X button stupid, forward, left, right, X

Now I'm tryna get your college fund, bustin with X

(Suga Free)

Come here, give that here dada,

no no don't do that mama 'cause dada be back

Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy ???, you can see that

You tryna figure out

why dada talkin to you through this glass on the phone

Ooh, I socked a bitch and then she snitched, but I'll be home

Can't keep me away, just can't stay away

(Chorus-Suga Free)

(Suga Free talkin to fade)