In the City Hands Up Remix by Mikey Jay Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Mikey Jay]
Watching the rain fall like tears to the ground
All dressed in black, no one makes a sound
Caught up in the moment, feel it all around
I found myself trapped in the world that I surround
Myself with images of murder, hate, and vanity
I only find the image of myself in sanity
Always being reclusive, being panicky
Panicking about what-ifs must’ve made the man in me
And the skeletons in my closet made it harder to breathe
I held the knife, then I was gone on the edge of my feet
Then I heard a voice, like damn, were you speaking to me?
And maybe I found light in the same place where you free
Just outside the casket looking in gives me chills
All the goons still killing people just for thrills
Little kids can’t even go outside because of snipers
When all they feared were their toys stolen by Swiper
Their fantasy would never be reality, some fatality
Their great minds can’t compensate for a salary
Too focused to burn a calorie, not on mental vitality
When Bloods and Crips kill and families grief
Over the bodies of boys who want to believe
That the hunger and poverty are going to leave
Like some of their fathers did when they were conceived
I guess that’s just the way it had to be
[Pre-Hook - Mikey Jay]
Hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Hands up, Hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Hands up, hands up
Alright, K. High, show them what's up
(Gotta put them hands up!)
[Hook - K. High]
Gotta put them hands up
Put them hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Put them hands up
Get them hands up, hands up
No blood's spilling
Roll a blunt, stop tripping
Put yo hands up
Get them hands up
[Verse 2 - Mikey Jay]
(Gotta put them hands up)
Gotta put them hands up in the air
Ain't worrying about the past there
I passed there a couple miles back
I just keep my mind on track
The news is still about murder and rape
After this, they'll talk me murdering the tape
Crime scene is the booth I was inside
And the house where I would reside
And the other day, Lace hit me up on Insta
Asking about Kay and if I missed her
Part of me does, part of me starting to bounce
Checking my phone, these cougars ready to pounce
And my only thought is where I am now
And where everyone else was when I was down
Whipping out their hand like they were charity
Got new glasses to seek some clarity
And this girl from Raleigh calling my cell
Asking if I was down, was I well?
Maybe in the city, we could meet up and talk
Even in the heavy rain, I'll go and walk
I'll kick it with Zack and write a verse
And take out some enemies inside a hearse
And drive it without a curse
Bet on their life, I bury them first
Focus on your bread, don't worry about what I'm eating
Just worry about your self-esteem and whether or not you're breathing
Gotta put them hands up
(Hands up)
[Hook - K. High]
Hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Put them hands up
Get them hands up, hands up
No blood's spilling
Roll a blunt, stop tripping
Get them hands up, hands up
Put them hands up, hands up
Get them hands up, hands up
Watching the rain fall like tears to the ground
All dressed in black, no one makes a sound
Caught up in the moment, feel it all around
I found myself trapped in the world that I surround
Myself with images of murder, hate, and vanity
I only find the image of myself in sanity
Always being reclusive, being panicky
Panicking about what-ifs must’ve made the man in me
And the skeletons in my closet made it harder to breathe
I held the knife, then I was gone on the edge of my feet
Then I heard a voice, like damn, were you speaking to me?
And maybe I found light in the same place where you free
Just outside the casket looking in gives me chills
All the goons still killing people just for thrills
Little kids can’t even go outside because of snipers
When all they feared were their toys stolen by Swiper
Their fantasy would never be reality, some fatality
Their great minds can’t compensate for a salary
Too focused to burn a calorie, not on mental vitality
When Bloods and Crips kill and families grief
Over the bodies of boys who want to believe
That the hunger and poverty are going to leave
Like some of their fathers did when they were conceived
I guess that’s just the way it had to be
[Pre-Hook - Mikey Jay]
Hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Hands up, Hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Hands up, hands up
Alright, K. High, show them what's up
(Gotta put them hands up!)
[Hook - K. High]
Gotta put them hands up
Put them hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Put them hands up
Get them hands up, hands up
No blood's spilling
Roll a blunt, stop tripping
Put yo hands up
Get them hands up
[Verse 2 - Mikey Jay]
(Gotta put them hands up)
Gotta put them hands up in the air
Ain't worrying about the past there
I passed there a couple miles back
I just keep my mind on track
The news is still about murder and rape
After this, they'll talk me murdering the tape
Crime scene is the booth I was inside
And the house where I would reside
And the other day, Lace hit me up on Insta
Asking about Kay and if I missed her
Part of me does, part of me starting to bounce
Checking my phone, these cougars ready to pounce
And my only thought is where I am now
And where everyone else was when I was down
Whipping out their hand like they were charity
Got new glasses to seek some clarity
And this girl from Raleigh calling my cell
Asking if I was down, was I well?
Maybe in the city, we could meet up and talk
Even in the heavy rain, I'll go and walk
I'll kick it with Zack and write a verse
And take out some enemies inside a hearse
And drive it without a curse
Bet on their life, I bury them first
Focus on your bread, don't worry about what I'm eating
Just worry about your self-esteem and whether or not you're breathing
Gotta put them hands up
(Hands up)
[Hook - K. High]
Hands up, hands up
I know these people with me
I know you people feel me
Put them hands up
Get them hands up, hands up
No blood's spilling
Roll a blunt, stop tripping
Get them hands up, hands up
Put them hands up, hands up
Get them hands up, hands up