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Albums:

Our Vinyl Weighs a Ton [CD/DVD] (Frank-n-Dank) · My Vinyl Weighs a Ton (Peanut Butter Wolf) · My Vinyl Weighs a Ton (Peanut Butter Wolf) · Our Vinyl Weighs a Ton [Blu-Ray/CD] (7 Days of Funk) · A Spoonful Weighs a Ton (The Flaming Lips) · Ton-Ton Macoute! (Johnny Jenkins) · Massive Luxury Overdose [Ton Son Ton] (Army of Lovers) · Ton-Ton Macoute! (Johnny Jenkins) · Ton-Ton Macoute! (Johnny Jenkins) · Lil Uzi Vert vs. The World (Lil Uzi Vert) – and 90 other albums »


[Chorus]
My Uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My Uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
My Uzi weigh a ton, son, carry it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son,
You and you mind from a beatin' from my rhymes
        A time, a crime that I can't find
        I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy number one

You got no rap, but you want a battle
It's like havin' a boat, but you got no paddle
'Cause I never
do nothin' for ya man

Flavor Flav is the sun
Public Enemy number one
Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow)
Of a brain that weighs a ton
Can't face
You and you mind from a beatin' from my rhymes
        A time, a crime that I can't find
        I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
from a beatin' from my rhymes
A time for a crime that I can't find
I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy number one

One,
do nothin' for ya man

Flavor Flav is the sun
Public Enemy number one
Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow)
Of a brain that weighs a ton
Can't face
This is no kid and I'm no toy boy

        Rock, get up, get down
        Miuzi weighs a ton

        I'm a Public Enemy but I don't rob banks
        I
the phone
But I got you callin' now
This is a job that must get done
Even if I become public enemy number one
If I had to pick up an Uzi
That weighs over
become public
Enemy number one

If I had to pick up an Uzi
That weighs over a ton
I will attack Hip-Hop
Until competition is none

Nobody on God's earth
and family
By any means, your enemies my enemies
We wet them up like a canteen
The yellow tape surrounds the fate
Don't have a face so now you late, open
They couldn't do nuttin' for ya man 

Flavor Flav is the sun 
Public Enemy number one 
Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow) 
Of a brain that weighs
like a superhero
Yo, I'm still on a run, my uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Flipmode Enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

My
Is"
We like, Rae & Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
We "Public Enemy number one," our "Uzi Weighs a Ton"
This is our house, run! 

[Missy]
What happened
"Uzi weighs a ton"
This is our house, run

What happened to those good old days?
(Ha)
When hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house parties in the summer
crown
        The man, the enemy, Public King, no
        All fall to the force of my swing
        Like Ali, Frazier, Thriller in Manila
ends, money and power'll win
And when the enemies see me, I'ma dip in the cut
Pull out my Uzi and tear his muthafuckin ass up
Mob shit, dumpin and jump in
than the Goblin
Matter of fact I want more Bank than that chick that be modeling
My Uzi weighs more than a single ton
I leave you single son, who
than the Goblin
Matter of fact I want more Bank than that chick that be modelin (UHH!)

My uzi weighs more than a single ton
I leave you single son,
(uh)
Phasers on stun I be givin it to Son
My plate spares no one, "My uzi weighs a ton"

'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc
Send crews back
Just made a real close trip to the pen
And in another town I start the same trend
I sets up shot 'cause your ass is done
Hoo-bang all day, my uzi weighs
got the uzi weigh a ton eatin' niggas like a steak on a plate
So nigga get your popcorn and peanuts 'cause we nuts and we know
Sit back and watch
Tyson, dès le ding-dong

Très tôt je pars au bled, je reviens marqué
Blessé, je rentre en France pour les maquer
Public Enemy la sonorité
Je ne tolère
Tyson, dès le ding-dong

Très tôt je pars au bled, je reviens marqué
Blessé, je rentre en France pour les maquer
Public Enemy la sonorité
Je ne tolère
Which is, capable 'cause my uzi weighs a ton
Pistol grip, pump, in my lap at all times
When it's time for some action, yes I'm blastin
'cause, the funk is