Uzi Weighs A Ton

I'm Ready

1.21 Jiggawatts

Jay Electronica

Lord of the Thunder

[Hook]

When I walk motherfucker, my uzi weighs a ton

When I talk motherfucker my uzi weights a ton

[Verse 1]

Never will I resign I'm a soldier for life

I'm mastering my circumference controlling the mic

Behold the light

Some niggas die for their ice

See I'll part with the chain, but I'mma die for the Christ

This time I baptise with fire

Roll with a thousand soldiers like Jeremiah

Call me sire

Hitman for hire

Show me the money like J McGuire

Build my empire in the midst of the fire

Who do men say that I am, I'm a stumbling stone

I'm never too far from home cause the Earth's my throne

I'm the king supreme superb out the third, ya heard

Magnolia made me a soldier throwin dice on the curb

Crucified me the first day, I'm rockin ice on the third

Burning circles on hood corners rocking mics and them birds

I got my hard hat my work gloves, I'm ready to rock

So beware of this heavy hardware, we steady to drop

[Hook]

When I walk motherfucker, my uzi weighs a ton

When I talk motherfucker my uzi weights a ton

[Verse 2]

Bring seven emcees, put them in a line

Go get seven other cornballs who think they can rhyme

It'll take seven more before I go for mine

That's twelve sucka niggas with a gash in they perm

Plus nine other motherfuckers drastically burned

It's a horrible lesson indeed, but has to get learned

It's the new world order

We kidnapped rap and took her south of the border

While cats rock three-sixty waves, white tees, girbauds, and diodoras

Young guns is raised in the little shop of horror

When drama get to popping and the shit get out of order

The choppers'll chop a hole up in the door of your explorer

The coppers'll pop a hole up in the door of your aurora

Watchers, dime dropper to copper sing them a story

Niggas is shiesty eh? in the land where they trill with it

Stress is a motherfucker, man, nigga deal with it

[Hook]

When I walk motherfucker, my uzi weighs a ton

When I talk motherfucker my uzi weights a ton

[Verse 3]

Nas gave me some sweet advice, uh huh

He came like a man with it

Took it and ran with it

I'm a turn the rap game to the summer of Sam with it

If anybody asks tell em the son of man did it

That's right, you know my name I got the devil on the run

Why? Cause my motherfuckin uzi weighs a ton

And I'm squeezing on you fuckers with the mic in my hands

That'll be terrorizing rappers from Detroit to Japan