My uzi weigh a ton I bought it I bought it Ain't got no body guard I just need mighty God I just need mighty God My uzi weigh a ton I bought it I bought it Ain't got no body guard I just need mighty God 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) 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 mother fucker wants to 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 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

Never understand People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Never understand, never understand Never understand Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure My transformation: a caterpillar from crack Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula I let the devil enter dance An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand Dead, ended Love is like a harlequin's romance Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea I guess that's a prayer for a player like me In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys Who only True Religion look better than Levi's Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game Hallelujah 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser [??], wash my soul down the sewer I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection So I can pay for my sins on PayPal Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand"

If you can't swizzim then ya bound to drizzown Passing out life jackets bout to go didown Get down with the captain or go down with the ship Before the dark abyss I'm gon' hit you wit dis... And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean Smoking cheap weed sipping on cheap vodka You pick your poison down Davey Jones' locker It's rum we be wanting By the tons my consumption Take a look at my lungs and my liver It's disgusting Take a look at the man in the mirror We start fussing Only one person gets hurt when throwing the punches Me And the man behind the glass just laughs The waves come over my head and just crash My hand start bleeding water starts receeding A feeling comes into my heart I start believing that I actually might survive through the evening Survive on my own thoughts of suicide that's competing With thoughts of tryna stay alive which been weakened By the feeling of putting on a smile while being beaten The fear of drowning still diving in the deep end The waters carried me so far you can't reach 'em And it feels like there's no one And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean After the love is lost Friendship dissolves And even blood is lost Where did it begin The way we did each other wrong Troubled water neither one of us could swim across I stopped holding my breath Now I am better off There without a trace And you in my head All the halted motion of a rebel without a pause What it do is done till you dead and gone The grim reaper telling me to swim deeper Where the people go to lo and behold the soul keeper I'm not even breaking out in a sweat Or cold fever but I'm never paying up on my debt or tolls either I'll leave the memories here I won't need them If I stop thinking and lie, now that's freedom Your body's part of the Maritime museum Face down in the past is where I'm being And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean If you can't swizzim then ya bound to drizzown Passing out life jackets bout to go didown Get down with the captain or go down with the ship Before the dark abyss I'm gon' hit you wit dis...

Two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens, fifteens I got two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these ho Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens This is how it all started way back First the boomin' voice then the bass crack, 808 And that's when we first started fire Cause the speakers wasn't grounded and he fried all the wires But he thought about the thump from the jump Took it out the bat cave and he threw it in the trunk And that's evolution for you peeps Like this is how I'm supposed to get freaks, 808 Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never Cranking up the knob till he broke off the lever Subbin' on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble He could barely feel his face but he hit 'em with the bass like Two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens, fifteens I got two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these ho Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens Now this is how it all started way back Your neighbor, neighbor, neighbor, neighbor's hate that Basin' through my city like a junkie beat With my trunk talking to you, bitch you better speak Pull up to the club and I kill shit Bitch you gotta be dead not to feel this, 808 My cousin passes Alpines to me Like this is how you supposed to get freaks, 808 Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never Cranking up the knob till he broke off the lever Subbin' on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble He could barely feel his face but he hit 'em with the bass like Two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens, fifteens I got two fifteens, fifteens Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these ho Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens Big bang ho, big bang ho Big bang ho, I got two fifteens No this ain't you're ordinary subwoofer no Knocking down the pictures off the wall I keep it crackin' in my trunk Destroy your whole hood with that thump That's if you want it like that player Vibrate in my crooked all the way to Himalayas Pandora box and custom made it Sonic boom and Jackson stated My trunk not like Jehovah Witness I made it like haters, had to play it It's a really good fuckin' speaker do I have to say it? It took me a year and some change just to calibrate it Ain't nobody gonna stop this sub that I got in my trunk today Crank it to the max till the windows start to crack And the fuck boy law give chase Man hol' up I've been bassin' since bass been bass The knob keep breaking and the swangers keep scraping With these two fifteens wrecking shop all day I'm bound to wake the block always Big bang

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate, we don't need to fake It's all we wanna be, watch me freak I say we're growing every day, getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place where we shall find our Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Rain, bring me the strength to get to another day And all I want to see, set us free Why can't you see? Can't you feel? This is real I pray, we don't need to change our ways to be saved That's all we wanna be, watch us freak

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate We don't need to fake It's all we wanna be Watch me freak I say we're growing every day Getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place Like honesty Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Rain bring me the strength To get to another day And all I want to see Set us free WhyCan't you see Can't you feel This is real Ahh I pray we don't need to change Our ways to be saved That all I want to be Watch me freak

Now I can say that, ah, they was not expecting this I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Go to church e'ry Sunday just to hear the preacher man And then she gone, but then she be right, uh, hold up I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Hold ya down when them hard times come And she never let nothing come between you, God and her purpose (Rae) God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money, but still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (God bless) Yeah, love this one They don't never give you credit when the credit is due And you don't have to have the compliments to know that it's true You walk around like you're confident in what you got goin' Like a boss 'cause you already know that it's you Work hard for the money when your pocket's a drought (yep) Being careful with the words coming outta ya mouth Country girl with a lil' slang whenever she talk and kinda sassy 'Cause she know what she talkin' about, yeah God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town (raise it up) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money (workin' hard for the money) But still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots (yeah) God bless them girls with some roots (girl in boots) C'mon on, Lathan, let's bring it to 'em It don't matter who she around (nope) She'll still be the same person in front of any crowd Too classy to run with the fakes And she walk like she got it going on with her own lil' style, c'mon Rae (oh stop it) God bless them girls with some roots (bless it up, yeah) Raised in a small town (small town) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (got them boys really shakin') (yes, ma'am) And workin' hard for the money (workin' hard, I see you workin' hard for it) But still bringing home honey (still bring home the honey) A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess (yeah, I see ya right there, ooh) God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (some roots, yeah) God bless them girls with some roots

I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky Praying for a little rain No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots There's still that back-home part of me, that can't help but see things a little different Like how there ain't no need to put a 'G' on the end of huntin' or fishin' And I still got granddaddy's bible, his old rifle and his name But I also got his pour a little more Coarsin' through my veins No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots I can't outrun these roots Thank God I can't They're tangled up in every part of who I am Without 'em I know I don't stand a chance I can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots