Lyrical Affair - Pick Our City Up (Drop The World Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Born in Ohio, brought up in Ohio,
You can't copy my state but you can try though,
It's on our back like a number on a jersey
And if you ain't f*cking with us you should leave in a hurry,
We'll put our city on like a fitted or t-shirt,
Spit it so hard until our mother f*cking teeth hurt,
Run laps around you till our mother f*cking feet hurt,
Then get up one more time just to smack the face of these jerks,
So when you look at the map remember O-H,
We got it strapped to our shoulders now so go hate,
Cause when we're sitting at the finish line with your plate,
We'll watch your asses f*cking starve cause you won't get a taste

[Hook:]
So I'm a pick my city up and I'm a' strap it on my f*cking back,
And I'm a take my hometown and I'm a' put it on the f*cking map,
I do it for the buckeye state and the 330
That's the place I stay and the place that I call my home,
O-H-I-O that's my home.

[Verse 2:]
We hold it down who else you know got a better grip?
Whoever had it last been letting that shit slip,
So we are here for a little reasurance,
That we got it in the bag like laundry and detergant,
We're taking everybody with us to the top,
And we don't plan to stop like a solar powered watch,
So you just need to watch kick back and grab a seat,
Got a couple spots open who the f*cks joining the team?

[Hook:]
So I'm a pick my city up and I'm a' strap it on my f*cking back,
And I'm a take my hometown and I'm a' put it on the f*cking map,
I do it for the buckeye state and the 330
That's the place I stay and the place that I call my home,
O-H-I-O that's my home.