Hub City State of Mind - Hagerstown, MD (Empire State of Mind Parody)
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Music Performed and Produced -
Spencer Jackson
Chorus/
Bridge Performed by
Melody Belotte
Video Production -
High Rock Studios
Lyrics:
You can find me up on
Prospect, down for whatever;
Or rollin' down
Washington, but
I'll be
Franklin forever.
Raised in that
West End, yeah, you know Hellane
Park;
Cops tuck the vest in, cause on occasion things spark.
Yeah you in that Hub crossin over the other side of the tracks;
All our train cars got graffiti backs.
The whole city be at the
North versus
South High School;
Our mascot be reppin' with a rifle little Heiskell.
Our
German heritage so big up to our German sis
Augustoberfest,
Bluesfest, yeah, you heard of this.
Thirty-thou, forty-thou, yeah I'm just a small city kid,
But let me tell you what this small city did.
We the home of the very first black
Miss Maryland,
To you other bigger cities man thats embarrassin.
We rebuilt J
Street, we
Prime like the Outlets
Buses come from out of town just to cop a outfit.
(CHORUS)
Make this town yours.
What underdog dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you cant do.
You can make this town yours.
Small town will make you feel brand new;
Starry nights will inspire you.
You can make this town yours, all yours, mine and yours.
Municipal Stadium, bout to watch the Suns win.
I can make the Suns hat more famous than the Suns can.
They say we got the ugliest men, how they figure that?
But seein me, I made 'em have to go and check again picture that.
Like Young Blood, but you know how I rock;
All you small pebbles bow down this is High Rock Studios.
You should know, how to circle by the Park,
Cause its goin'
Downtown Live after dark.
Yeah, we like to get our party on
Cancun or Zodiak;
Divis, or at AVAs or we cuttin at the
Broad Axe.
Kaplan or H-double-C, a trip to here's a lesson learned,
And we put out the flames with our tears when the Rockys burnt.
Try'n to make it Rich like Daughtridge,
From Nolan
Village to the
Fountain Head Club with the golfers.
We crispy and we got cream, but we pop Krumpes, though;
Coppn' bootlegs standin' outside of the Stop-N-Go
When you in...
(CHORUS)
I'm where 70 meets 81 - now you in that valley, ya'll;
You can find me on shoppin' sprees at the
Valley Mall.
Drop a verse at
State Line, drive a couple city miles,
Shape up from Still Cuttin', cop my gear from
City Stylez.
Freddies got my cheese steak, feelin like a million bucks.
Got a black-tie affair, Ingrams fit me for the tux;
Yeah now I'm suited up, just like
Humphrey Bogart.
Wifey got her hair did, first-class from Bogards.
I'm the
Maryland Shakespearean,
Cause
Spence sellin' out shows at the
Maryland Theater.
If you believe in deity, then you on the right route;
Home sweet home - let me
point you to the
Life House.
You dont know what that be, well then you probably should;
My city got the only church teamin' up with
Hollywood.
Now where ya H's at get'em up!
And put ya lighters in the air,
LONG
LIVE LEITERSBURG CINEMAS!
(CHORUS)
(BRIDGE)
One hand in air for the Hub City!
Starry nights, big dreams all lookin pretty.
No place in the world that can compare.
Put your Hs in the air everybody say yeahhh, yeahhh.
Come on, come yeaah.
(CHORUS)
Parody based on
Empire State of Mind (feat.
Alicia Keys) by Jay-Z