"Heavy" lyrics
Deformity:
A bodily malformation; check
Distortion or disfigurement; check
A deformed person or thing; check
Gross, ugliness; check
I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this
Every day, when I wake, wishin' was a 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 looking like that
I'm looking at it, it's mean looking right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin', heavy
Way more sinister than Leatherface, Jason or fuckin' Freddy
And that shit weighs me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy 'round my 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 going 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, a evil medley
Down into eternal fire, this is where it led me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy!
(Ew, 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 starin' at this motherfucking side show!
Heavy (When everyone you love got needs!)
Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the knees)
Heavy (My lord said this load he'll carry
And if it don't then it might get scary!)
Heavy
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like a shit stew?
The way people are staring and looking it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin', at the Walmart
They be laughin', then a brawl starts
'Cause they wanna pick on a motherfucker
With deformities, bless y'all 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 you're really gonna get it bad if you're 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 looking at a nigga like I woke up
And shown up, straight shit in their lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be looking 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 bulging out of my jacket and everybody sees it
(Ew, 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 starin' at this motherfucking side show!
Heavy (When everyone you love got needs!)
Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the knees)
Heavy (My lord said this load he'll carry
And if it don't then it might get scary!)
Heavy
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 fallin' on me
It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy
When everybody depends on you to come be the shot caller
And you pushing, trying 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 smaller
A bodily malformation; check
Distortion or disfigurement; check
A deformed person or thing; check
Gross, ugliness; check
I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this
Every day, when I wake, wishin' was a 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 looking like that
I'm looking at it, it's mean looking right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin', heavy
Way more sinister than Leatherface, Jason or fuckin' Freddy
And that shit weighs me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy 'round my 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 going 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, a evil medley
Down into eternal fire, this is where it led me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy!
(Ew, 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 starin' at this motherfucking side show!
Heavy (When everyone you love got needs!)
Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the knees)
Heavy (My lord said this load he'll carry
And if it don't then it might get scary!)
Heavy
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like a shit stew?
The way people are staring and looking it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin', at the Walmart
They be laughin', then a brawl starts
'Cause they wanna pick on a motherfucker
With deformities, bless y'all 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 you're really gonna get it bad if you're 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 looking at a nigga like I woke up
And shown up, straight shit in their lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be looking 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 bulging out of my jacket and everybody sees it
(Ew, 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 starin' at this motherfucking side show!
Heavy (When everyone you love got needs!)
Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the knees)
Heavy (My lord said this load he'll carry
And if it don't then it might get scary!)
Heavy
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 fallin' on me
It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy
When everybody depends on you to come be the shot caller
And you pushing, trying 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 smaller
Writer(s): Aaron Yates, Michael Summers, Manzilla Queen
