Miuzi Weighs a Ton (Live)
Let me hear you make some noise for Public Enemy
Mm
Yeah
Come on, yeah
That's right
Step back, get away, give a brother some room
I bet you all count me up when the beat goes boom
Lyric to lyric, line to line
I bet you all anticipate my limitation for rhyme
'Cause my rhyme reputation depends on what
Style of records my DJ cuts
His mix, a mix, a super mix so nice
So bad, you won't dispute the price
'Cause it's plain to see, it's a strain to be
Number one in the public eye enemy
'Cause I'm wanted in 50, almost 51
States where the posse got me on the run
It's a big wonder why I haven't gone under
Dodgin' all types of microphone thunder
A fugitive listen to all kinds of hell
All this because I rock so well
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up (ayo, turn me up)
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton, come on
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
(Miuzi weighs a ton)
The match up title, the expression of thrill
For elite to compete and attempt to get ill
If looks could kill, I'd chill until
All the public catches on to my material, you know
The ducks criticize my every phase of rapture
Can't wait to read the headlines of my capture
Accused of assault, a first degree crime
'Cause I beat competitors with my rhymes
Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and tripped
Took from the hold of my Kung Fu grip
And if you want my title, it would be suicidal
From our end, it would be homicidal
When I do work, you get destroyed
All the paranoid know to avoid
The Public Enemy seat I've enjoyed
This is no kid and I'm not no toy
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Yo, what's up, London?
Metropolis, what's up? You gotta throw this microphone up
Throw this microphone up
Throw it up
All right, 'cause it's gon' get loud in here
My name's Chuck D and collectively we're a group called Public Enemy
28 years in, very happy to get down
Tonight, Metropolis, so therefore we gonna bring the noise
Mm
Yeah
Come on, yeah
That's right
Step back, get away, give a brother some room
I bet you all count me up when the beat goes boom
Lyric to lyric, line to line
I bet you all anticipate my limitation for rhyme
'Cause my rhyme reputation depends on what
Style of records my DJ cuts
His mix, a mix, a super mix so nice
So bad, you won't dispute the price
'Cause it's plain to see, it's a strain to be
Number one in the public eye enemy
'Cause I'm wanted in 50, almost 51
States where the posse got me on the run
It's a big wonder why I haven't gone under
Dodgin' all types of microphone thunder
A fugitive listen to all kinds of hell
All this because I rock so well
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up (ayo, turn me up)
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton, come on
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
(Miuzi weighs a ton)
The match up title, the expression of thrill
For elite to compete and attempt to get ill
If looks could kill, I'd chill until
All the public catches on to my material, you know
The ducks criticize my every phase of rapture
Can't wait to read the headlines of my capture
Accused of assault, a first degree crime
'Cause I beat competitors with my rhymes
Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and tripped
Took from the hold of my Kung Fu grip
And if you want my title, it would be suicidal
From our end, it would be homicidal
When I do work, you get destroyed
All the paranoid know to avoid
The Public Enemy seat I've enjoyed
This is no kid and I'm not no toy
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Come on, get up
Or get down
Miuzi weighs a ton
Yo, what's up, London?
Metropolis, what's up? You gotta throw this microphone up
Throw this microphone up
Throw it up
All right, 'cause it's gon' get loud in here
My name's Chuck D and collectively we're a group called Public Enemy
28 years in, very happy to get down
Tonight, Metropolis, so therefore we gonna bring the noise
Credits
Writer(s): Carlton Ridenhour, James Henry Boxley Iii
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