Sorry I’m Away So Much

Lyrics

[Intro: Xzibit] 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, penitentiary niggas, yeah, feel me Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah [Verse 1: Xzibit] My son was born about four and a half years ago Loved and 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 (That's it) 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 overseas 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 Starsky 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 [Hook 1: Xzibit] 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 (C'mon, keep it gangsta) [Verse 2: Xzibit] Look, 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 walls Stayin' tight through long kites and telephone calls Gettin' hype when you see your brother on TV 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 low-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 in it, 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) Yeah, we keep it moving [Hook 2: Xzibit & DJ Quik] Look, sorry I'm away so much All the daughters, all the sons around the world It's for you, it's for you (And you, and you) Sorry I'm away so much [Verse 3: DJ Quik & Xzibit] Hell yeah (Yo, Quik) Now I ain't never been this hot before (No) 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' player niggas "dear" Not the kinda place I really wanna bring my son So get on, Little Dave, gon' in there and have you some fun Used to be there, cook a beat up, there sewin' your clothes While I'm with you on the PlayStation, showin' you codes "Hit the X button, stupid," – forward, left, right, X (Give me that, Troy) Now I'm tryna get your college fund, bustin' with X [Verse 4: Suga Free & Xzibit] Come here, give that here, kid Dada, no, no, don't do that, Mama, 'cause Dada be back Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, flashy and you can see that You tryna figure out why Dada talkin' to you through this glass on the phone? Oh, I slapped a bitch and then she snitched, but I'll be home (C'mon) [Bridge: Suga Free & Xzibit] (Can't keep me away) Just can't stay away Sorry I'm away so much (Sorry I'm away so much) Baby girl Locked down in the pen (If I'd [?] the child) (Sorry I'm away so much, won't let me stay in touch) Sorry I'm away so much (Sorry I'm away so much) They won't let me stay in touch (That's on the road, Mama) Sorry I'm away so much [Outro: Suga Free] That's my P.O., baby {*DJ Quik & Xzibit laughing in the background*} She don't want nothin', she just want me to pee in that cup, okay? You want ba-ba? You sleepy?