| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| I swear on Mama Lena soul
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| My grand mama, that old code
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| That Mississippi, that dirt road
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| This barefoot, that bare soul
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| I bare the load oh
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| Solo, by myself
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| Dolo, Frodo from uh
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| Lord of The Rings
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| So I guess I have to bare it alone
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| My precious won’t leave me
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| I don’t need platinum, I don’t need gold
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| All I need is an Uzi and a clip to load
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| This one mic this Jordan flow
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| Trying not to wear Jordan’s Clothes
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| These kids are dying, Jordan knows
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| Nike too, Vanport
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| Portland, they blew it up
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| Black commerce, they chewed it up
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| Chewed it up, spit it out
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| That’s the kind of shit I’m trying to spit about
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| Lash Laws, pile of tricks
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| Politics is a pile of shit
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| I am getting real close, now I’m smelling it, I’m inhaling it
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| (Inhaling it, Inhaling it)
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| My uzi
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| My Uzi
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| (You LIED)
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| My uzi (I'm smelling it)
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| My Uzi (you lied)
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| Ain’t got no body guard
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| I just need mighty God
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| Uh! |
| My Uzi weigh a ton
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| Pray to God I stay protected
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| High alert, I see jackers on the creep in my reflection
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| Lord, ain’t nothing been promised lately
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| Police out here acting crazy
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| Shooting up black folks left and right
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| People out here die every night
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| Mama worried about me all the time because I’m grinding
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| Trying to make a move because the government don’t give a fuck about poor folk
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| Out here paying dues trying keep the food on my table
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| My family fed and my mind right
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| And an attitude adjuster just in case a motherfucker wanna take my limelight
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| I got a hundred round drum, if you’re talking about rope around here
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| Or that KKK shit make it where your Klan can’t come down here
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| Partner, fuck that
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| I’ve been on one since they killed Mike
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| And the jury hollering not guilty
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| Folk, I put my faith in God because that’s all I know
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| And this Uzi
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| My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a
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| (I got a hundred round drum)
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| My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a
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| (where the Klan can’t come down here)
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| My Uzi, My Uzi
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| I’ve been on one since they killed Mike
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| And the jury hollering not guilty
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| Folk, I put my faith in God because that’s all I know
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| And this Uzi
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| And my shoulder hold a AK that holds enough shots
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| To let enough cops know that I ain’t going out without a fight
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| This city will be burned down by the night
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| Yeah I be Raven about Baltimore, talking about taking shit out of the store
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| My desert eagle, my people protector, you step in my sector you’ve got to go
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| BOOM BOOM BOOM
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| Pick him up off the floor pig, it’s you or its me
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| This is for the black skin so what’s happening?
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| Homie fuck what you see on TV
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| You’re going to see, they say this shit is about black and white
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| All this shit is pretty Freddie Gray
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| Swings and see-saws — rusty in the Sipp
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| Trust me, pimp, we don’t never play
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| This is everyday, I’m quite cheap
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| No nice cars, just nice beats
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| My little revolver, my problem solver
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| Put some red holes in them white sheets
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| And I might preach with this Glock 40
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| Respect mine with this tec-9
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| Gave my old lady a little 380 but it jams easy, let me check mine
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| (my Uzi weigh a ton)
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| Heavy as all the shit that they done done UH!
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| (My Uzi weigh a ton)
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| And I’m going to tote this shit until I’m done (my Uzi)
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| I’m on the run and I can’t sleep
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| (my Uzi)
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| My food poison, i can’t eat
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| (my Uzi)
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| I can’t break, I ain’t fake
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| (my Uzi)
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| My breath is something that you cannot take
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| (my Uzi weigh a ton)
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| Heavy as all the shit that they done done UH!
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| (My Uzi weigh a ton)
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| And I’m going to tote this shit until I’m done (my Uzi)
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| I’m on the run and I can’t sleep
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| (my Uzi)
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| My food poison, i can’t eat
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| (my Uzi)
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| I can’t break, I ain’t fake
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| (my Uzi)
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| My breath is something that you cannot take
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| My uzi weigh a ton
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| I bought a
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| My uzi
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| My uzi
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| My uzi
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| My uzi |