[Intro: Xzibit]
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Come here, Tre, whats up, son? Come on
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To whom it may concern, yeah, listen
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Sorry Im away so much, yeah, yeah
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All the sons, daughters, penitentiary niggas, yeah, feel me
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Uh, sorry Im away so much, yeah
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[Verse 1: Xzibit]
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My son was born about four and a half years ago
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Loved and protected him, amazin how fast they grow
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I came to know about his likes and his dislikes (Yeah)
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Video games, taught him how to ride his first bike (Thats it)
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This is the life, my little nigga, I see you gettin all upset
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When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you about
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Tryna make it in this world and provide for you
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‘Cause on them overseas plane rides, I miss you too
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Never knew that I would have to be away so much
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Five thousand dollar phone bills keepin in touch
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We Starsky and Hutch, (Yeah) we partners for life (Yeah)
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I rock mics, so Im sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
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Long nights in the studio take me away
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Gettin mad, cause Im tired and you want me to play
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Money cant replace time, Im just tryna get you outta the fine
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Relyin and expand your mind my lil ni, yeah
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Yeah, cmon
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[Hook 1: Xzibit]
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Look, sorry Im away so much
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Understand me, yeah
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Its for you (Hah)
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Yeah, you (And you, and you)
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Cmon, look, sorry Im away so much
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(Cmon, keep it gangsta)
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[Verse 2: Xzibit]
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Look, I got a brother locked down, he be out in a couple
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Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran, and nothin but muscle
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Now broadcastin live from behind the walls
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Stayin tight through long kites and telephone calls
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Gettin hype when you see your brother on TV
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Cant wait for your release, so you can roll with me
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Arrange everything exactly how its supposed to be
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For right now, heres a thousand, J – stay low-key
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You say “Damn, Xzibit, whynt you pay a nigga a visit?”
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Time limits got me movin a million miles a minute
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Knee deep in it, gotta strike while the iron is hot
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Still gotta eat and keep the lights on when its not
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Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in knots
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I wish I was there to snatch you up instead of the cops
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Muthafuck it, do the time and get it out of the way
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You goin from convict to corporate nigga in one day (In one day)
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Yeah, we keep it moving
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[Hook 2: Xzibit & DJ Quik]
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Look, sorry Im away so much
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All the daughters, all the sons around the world
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Its for you, its for you (And you, and you)
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Sorry Im away so much
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[Verse 3: DJ Quik & Xzibit]
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Hell yeah
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(Yo, Quik)
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Now I aint never been this hot before (No)
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So, in essence, its obvious I aint never been this out before
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Im spending 25-8 days, 366 times a year
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Up in the studio freakin and mixin rhymes in here
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Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke
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Women and sheer, callin player niggas “dear”
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Not the kinda place I really wanna bring my son
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So get on, Little Dave, gon in there and have you some fun
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Used to be there, cook a beat up, there sewin your clothes
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While Im with you on the PlayStation, showin you codes
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“Hit the X button, stupid,” – forward, left, right, X (Give me that, Troy)
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Now Im tryna get your college fund, bustin with X
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[Verse 4: Suga Free & Xzibit]
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Come here, give that here, kid
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Dada, no, no, dont do that, Mama, cause Dada be back
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Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy and you can see that
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You tryna figure out why Dada talkin to you through this glass on the phone?
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Oh, I slapped a bitch and then she snitched, but Ill be home (Cmon)
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[Bridge: Suga Free & Xzibit]
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(Cant keep me away) Just cant stay away
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Sorry Im away so much (Sorry Im away so much)
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Baby girl
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Locked down in the pen (If Id [?] the child)
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(Sorry Im away so much, wont let me stay in touch)
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Sorry Im away so much (Sorry Im away so much)
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They wont let me stay in touch
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(Thats on the road, Mama)
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Sorry Im away so much
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[Outro: Suga Free]
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Thats my P.O., baby
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{*DJ Quik & Xzibit laughing in the background*}
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She dont want nothin, she just want me to pee in that cup, okay?
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You want ba-ba?
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You sleepy?