Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Uptown Anthem , by - Jae Millz. Release date: 16.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Uptown Anthem |
| YMCMB |
| DJ Self, the prince of New York |
| Jae Millz |
| We takin' y’all to the 90s |
| (This like 1993, I do believe) |
| (Shout out to the whole Jersey) |
| (We gon' go Uptown) |
| (Harlem, PO10NT) |
| (Let's go) |
| First off shout out to Uptown |
| And all of the straps hangin' on Uptown |
| Fake niggas wanna say «what's up» now |
| ‘Cause they know I’m on it so they wanna dodge the bus now |
| Well I’mma still run your ass over |
| Jerome no pads over |
| Same short chubby nigga that they passed over |
| Now I’m Benny Parker last scene laugh’s over (blaow!) |
| I’mma do it till the death |
| I’m goin' for the kill no BFFs |
| Got my own text, I don’t need a ref |
| Pussy I leave you bloody, period, PMS |
| Thinkin' you got a winner you can keep her though |
| Your girl is a dyke and you don’t even know |
| I’ve been torn down in the trump |
| Fuck the five times and I only saw once |
| That’s a hell of a night, she got one hell of a frame |
| I’m one hell of a mane, and you some motherfuckin' lame |
| Act right, or there’ll be nothing left upon ya |
| I put money on ya like I’m bettin' on ya |
| My heart, there’s no fear in there |
| Where I’m from we turn niggas to disappearing acts |
| His baby mother called but he never hit her back |
| ‘Cause he in the bakin' house dead, sleepin' with the rats |
| Grew up with the Gs so I knows how to read a trap |
| Alphabet boys think a nigga can’t hit ‘em snaps |
| Snaps, I’m just too cool |
| Call me Millzy D. Williams, I move too smooth |
| No Colt 45 though |
| When he caught 45 though I got a 45 flow |
| Uptown hustler till I go |
| And whenever I go |
| They gon' parade for me like Huddy, Harlem love me |
| I’m a motherfuckin' God Uptown |
| And since Big L died I’ve been king of them bars Uptown |
| And every day my squad Uptown |
| Most Hated, we, nah nah, we are Uptown |
| Y’all ain’t got a nigga back on that I don’t give a fuck again |
| Whoever ain’t feelin' this fuck ‘em then, tuck ‘em in |
| Other than us, you can’t talk about the realest |
| Dome check a nigga like you Old Man |
| Where I’m from Bishop turned kids into killas |
| Turned half of the jump shooters into goons and hittas |
| Used to look up to the Gs back in 1993 |
| Now the young niggas lookin' up to me |
| Millzy, nigga |
| (Jae Millz) Uptown |
| Fuck with me though, PO10NT |
| (Bam) Bang |
| (DJ Self, Let’s get it) |