Miuzi Weighs a Ton

[Intro] Yo Chuck, run a power move on them [Yeeaahh] [Yeeaahh] [Yeeaahh] [Yeeaahh] [Verse 1: Chuck D] Step back, get away - give the brother some room You got to all turn me up when the beat goes boom Lyric to lyric - line to line Then you y'all understand my reputation for rhyme Cause my rhyme reputation depends on what Style of record my DJ cuts His slice an' dice - 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 missin' all types of hell All this because I talk so well When I [Hook] Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it [Verse 2: Chuck D] 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 1st degree crime Cause I beat competitors with my rhyme Tongue whipped, pushed, shoved and tripped Coocked from the hold of my Kung Fu grip And if you want my title - it would be suicidal From my 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 boy [Hook] Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it [Verse 3: Chuck D] I'm a Public Enemy but I don't rob banks I don't shoot bullets and I don't shoot blanks My style is supreme - number one is my rank And I got more power than the New York Yanks If Miuzi wasn't heavy I'd probably fire it I'd make you walk the plank if I was a pirate If they made me a King - I would be a tyrant If you want to get me - go ahead and try it Snatcher, dispatcher, biter never been a Instead of takin' me out - take a girl to dinner The level of comp has never been thinner It's a runaway race where I'm the winner It's unreal - they call the law And claimed I had started a war It was war they wanted and war they got But they wilted in the heat when Miuzi got hot [Hook] Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it [Verse 4: Chuck D] My style versatile said without rhymes Which is why they're after me an' on my back Lookin' over my shoulder - seein' what I write Hearin' what I say - then wonderin' why Why they can't ever compete on my level Superstar status is my domain Understand my rhythm - my pattern of lecture And then you'll know why I'm on the run This change of events results in a switch It's the lateral movement of my vocal pitch It eliminates pressure on the haunted But the posse is around so I got to front it Plus employ tactics so coy And leave no choise but to destroy Soloists, groups and what they say And all that try to cross my way When I [Hook] Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it Rock - get up - get down Miuzi weighs a ton Hold it [Outro] Yeah, that's right Public Enemy number one in New York Public Enemy number one in Philly Public Enemy number one in DC Public Enemy number one in Cleveland, Ohio Also where Public Enemy number one in St. Louis Public Enemy number one in New Jersey And bust it Where also, Public Enemy number one in Cincinnati In Atlanta