Music Video

Jon Bellion - Weight Of The World [feat Blaque Keyz]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Vocals
Chris DeStefano
Chris DeStefano
Acoustic Guitar
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Programming
Blaque Keyz
Blaque Keyz
Vocals
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Songwriter
Chris DeStefano
Chris DeStefano
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
Ramon Ibanga Jr
Ramon Ibanga Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Producer
Chris DeStefano
Chris DeStefano
Producer
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Producer
Volta
Volta
Additional Producer
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ike Shultz
Ike Shultz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We're six feet underground inside my bed
And all the little letters in my head
Were spelling suicide but not by choice
Was calling out for help, but heard no noise, no noise
[PreChorus]
Only the sound of my back breaking
But ever since you and your arms saved me
[Chorus]
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
[Verse 2]
The only friend I had wore black and red
The darker instruments inside my head
Were playing suicide but not by choice, by choice, yeah
Was calling out for help, but heard no noise, noise
[PreChorus]
Only the sound of my hands shaking
But ever since you and your arms saved me
[Chorus]
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
I don't hold the weight of the world anymore
[Bridge]
Don't hold the weight of the world
I don't hold the weight, I don't hold the weight
[Verse 3]
This the flow that helped me tip the scale
I'm stackin' chips like Chippendale's without the strippin'
Get the bailiff out cause Mr. Bellion's out the cell
We skip the bailin' out the jail
We hit the trail, the route we took is hard to smell it out
So get to sniffin', equipped with the gift of spit
Like the lisp on the chick who played in the flick next to Spiderman
I'm brighter than LEDs on your TV
Keyz is sharp as a dagger
Who walks around with a swagger of Kenny G
When you see me, chill with the chatter
Got the skill of a master craftsman whose passion is rappin'
Snackin' on actors, so pass me a napkin
Chip on the shoulder, the kid is colder than both Dakotas
The winter soldier, assassin, coming after your captain
For honor and every day, I'm getting stronger
No one will shock the world, got a buzz like a mini Blanka
When they apply the pressure, it's heavier than E. Honda
Got what it takes to be great
But can't hold this weight any longer
Written by: Chris DeStefano, Christopher De Stefano, Hakim Hardy, Jonathan Bellion, Mark Williams, R. Ibanga Jr.
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