Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Uzi, artist - David Banner. Date of issue: 01.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Uzi |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| I swear on Mama Lena soul |
| My grand mama, that old code |
| That Mississippi, that dirt road |
| This barefoot, that bare soul |
| I bare the load oh |
| Solo, by myself |
| Dolo, Frodo from uh |
| Lord of The Rings |
| So I guess I have to bare it alone |
| My precious won’t leave me |
| I don’t need platinum, I don’t need gold |
| All I need is an Uzi and a clip to load |
| This one mic this Jordan flow |
| Trying not to wear Jordan’s Clothes |
| These kids are dying, Jordan knows |
| Nike too, Vanport |
| Portland, they blew it up |
| Black commerce, they chewed it up |
| Chewed it up, spit it out |
| That’s the kind of shit I’m trying to spit about |
| Lash Laws, pile of tricks |
| Politics is a pile of shit |
| I am getting real close, now I’m smelling it, I’m inhaling it |
| (Inhaling it, Inhaling it) |
| My uzi |
| My Uzi |
| (You LIED) |
| My uzi (I'm smelling it) |
| My Uzi (you lied) |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| Ain’t got no body guard |
| I just need mighty God |
| Uh! |
| My Uzi weigh a ton |
| Pray to God I stay protected |
| High alert, I see jackers on the creep in my reflection |
| Lord, ain’t nothing been promised lately |
| Police out here acting crazy |
| Shooting up black folks left and right |
| People out here die every night |
| Mama worried about me all the time because I’m grinding |
| Trying to make a move because the government don’t give a fuck about poor folk |
| Out here paying dues trying keep the food on my table |
| My family fed and my mind right |
| And an attitude adjuster just in case a motherfucker wanna take my limelight |
| I got a hundred round drum, if you’re talking about rope around here |
| Or that KKK shit make it where your Klan can’t come down here |
| Partner, fuck that |
| I’ve been on one since they killed Mike |
| And the jury hollering not guilty |
| Folk, I put my faith in God because that’s all I know |
| And this Uzi |
| My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a |
| (I got a hundred round drum) |
| My Uzie weigh a ton I bought a |
| (where the Klan can’t come down here) |
| My Uzi, My Uzi |
| I’ve been on one since they killed Mike |
| And the jury hollering not guilty |
| Folk, I put my faith in God because that’s all I know |
| And this Uzi |
| And my shoulder hold a AK that holds enough shots |
| To let enough cops know that I ain’t going out without a fight |
| This city will be burned down by the night |
| Yeah I be Raven about Baltimore, talking about taking shit out of the store |
| My desert eagle, my people protector, you step in my sector you’ve got to go |
| BOOM BOOM BOOM |
| Pick him up off the floor pig, it’s you or its me |
| This is for the black skin so what’s happening? |
| Homie fuck what you see on TV |
| You’re going to see, they say this shit is about black and white |
| All this shit is pretty Freddie Gray |
| Swings and see-saws — rusty in the Sipp |
| Trust me, pimp, we don’t never play |
| This is everyday, I’m quite cheap |
| No nice cars, just nice beats |
| My little revolver, my problem solver |
| Put some red holes in them white sheets |
| And I might preach with this Glock 40 |
| Respect mine with this tec-9 |
| Gave my old lady a little 380 but it jams easy, let me check mine |
| (my Uzi weigh a ton) |
| Heavy as all the shit that they done done UH! |
| (My Uzi weigh a ton) |
| And I’m going to tote this shit until I’m done (my Uzi) |
| I’m on the run and I can’t sleep |
| (my Uzi) |
| My food poison, i can’t eat |
| (my Uzi) |
| I can’t break, I ain’t fake |
| (my Uzi) |
| My breath is something that you cannot take |
| (my Uzi weigh a ton) |
| Heavy as all the shit that they done done UH! |
| (My Uzi weigh a ton) |
| And I’m going to tote this shit until I’m done (my Uzi) |
| I’m on the run and I can’t sleep |
| (my Uzi) |
| My food poison, i can’t eat |
| (my Uzi) |
| I can’t break, I ain’t fake |
| (my Uzi) |
| My breath is something that you cannot take |
| My uzi weigh a ton |
| I bought a |
| My uzi |
| My uzi |
| My uzi |
| My uzi |