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[Verse 1]
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come and get that
I swear I love my city I just want a little
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
Detroit versus everybody
[Verse 2]
I took a bite of the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
And how things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple with the alphabet
He F with me, that G shall surely see
He definitely is 'bout it, it's retail fraud, he's weak
The honest gesture
The trigger finger 'round the diamond tester, we tail flaw with heat
The same soldier, it's me myself and I
Ridin' 'round shootin' my biopic with my autobiography
Range Rover, this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' makeup, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies' face
The twin Eagles of Ares coup might as well ride by in an ambulance
My parachute like skydivin' in hammer pants
So call it siblin' rivalry
Take his life, call it the unforgivable robbery
A wise man told me that holdin' a grudge is like
Lettin' somebody just live inside of your head rent free
(Real talk) I don't got time to evict these clowns
Y'all **** been bitches, that's none of my business, but I don't sip tea
(That's nickel) Ride around his block
All he knows is pitfalls, that's why he's always climbin' out his drop
(I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die?
Welcome to Detroit, Mothafucka
[Verse 3]
Boy I need no halves and halves, I want the game in entirety
100 percent cut, no stitches required
Welcome to Detroit where if you get that promotion
Don't worry man, them bullets will still be at your ass firin'
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
Boy I hit the beat, I just treat that shit like a diary
I'm offended if you hear my new shit and you ain't rewindin' me
Self-made, I never needed your bail or a wire, see
I'm never callin' collect, I call to collect
My homie wanted a Chevy so I put my dog in the vet
Plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is all that I fetch
Got the ball in my hand, and the ball in the net
Bitch I'm the D, can't no offense dunk on me
I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me
I'm over respected, my mama-gated community's overprotected
So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch
Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 fifty times a day
Back when tenth grade was like fifty days away
Tryin'a get paid, fifty ways a day
Used to put fifty on the layaway, now my closet fifty shades of grey
Twenty six, and I done lived a lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryin'a get a little savings, yeah coupons
I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes
Now the stakes high, **** surprised at the new lines
Or takin' down my number like, you still ain't got a new line?
Nah it's the same, we've been laborin' for years
I know it took way longer than 9 months, but fuck it, it's all in due time
I turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of bein' a Beatle though
Want to, I need to, gotta learn to keep it cerebral
When you come up in a place where everyone got a piece but ain't peaceful
This is just part 1, wait 'til the sequel
[Verse 4]
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come and get that
I swear I love my city I just want a little
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
Detroit versus everybody
[Verse 5]
Comin' from them streets where they thirst, starvin' to eat
Just a step away from felon, that's why they call it the D
On your bleeder, ho, reason for all of this honesty
Honestly, no honor roll, but honor the phantom stripper pole
'Cause I'm Linwood ****, them young **** say
Put a sack on your head, you bleed out like the reverend
And to think our hood harder then I might break the door
Know some killers to pull the trigger for a Swisher and Molly
In the blink, I'll hit your kisser bet your ass ain't rememberin'
They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissoring
So **** I'm a veteran, retire my letterman
I kings about that scuba but I ain't get to no betterin'
Cough up a line, 313 where I'm from
Zan got me cross-eyed like Bernstein's son
And these **** try to copy but I hold on this time
It's us versus them, Detroit versus everybody, yeah
[Verse 6]
Lately it seems as if it's me against the world
Like it was before my life became a movie
And they used to use my motherfuckin' trailer to tease me with
But I flipped that script like AB filler
Painkillers to pop that lid off that safety seal
It made me feel amazing, made me celebrate me
And if I may reiterate, I ain't even need a script
I ain't being conceited, but I made it to radio, eat a dick
I still never ABC the shit
Mainstream appeal and the skill is what made me iller
Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla
I was daydreamin' one day I would be the shit
And if I ever end up escapin' the streets I swear that I would stay here
Still in it, I'm crazy, I'll always be real
Don't make me steal an eighteen-wheeler
Break all of my friends out of here and take 'em straight to the Mercedes dealer
Peel off back to the same block that we came from and rampage
You crazy for me to flip
What's makin' you think I need a switch?
'Cause I'm Adrian Peterson
When he's raging and heated and on the way to go beat his kid
On the track I spank like he just did
(DETROIT) I can't ever leave this bitch
Sick of bein' treated like me and shit, but Jesus
I can just see why people stop callin' me to do features
And them cyphers on BET 'cause if
I wasn't me I probably wouldn't want to play with me neither, shit
Seems to be reachin' this fever pitch, 180 degrees in here
Tryin' to wait for the cedar chips
MCs just bit off more than they can chew
Like a face full of Swedish Fish
Or Lorena with two penises
Hateful and genius, this inconvenience
And for the record, you don't want this kind of static
In your life when I'm makin' you cling to it
They consider tryin'a re-insulate ya
When it's maybe in for another crazy winter
It's so cold in the D it is, as days begin to tick away
But ain't this what really what made me into the bitter blonde
But ain't we sick of bein' underdog
Don't make me unleash this shit, release this Pit may even seem as if
I'm yankin' your chain a bit, or maybe the way in which I'm sayin' shit
Is playin' with your relation, changin' it it's still the same shit and Shady's still a lady killer
Since the day I went insane and attacked the baby sitter
With a potato peeler and mushed her face into the entertainment center
[Verse 7]
It's like another plane just entered into Ukraine again
The Bermuda Triangle and attempted to make a safety center
Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated could be danger
Did you make arrangements with the gangsters 'fore you came here?
And if they mention us
[Verse 8]
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come and get that
I swear I love my city I just want a little
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
Detroit versus everybody
[Verse 9]
What up tho
It's the godfather Trick Trick
You either ridin' with us
Or gettin' rolled on
That means Detroit versus everybody
Hey Em
Let me get that instrumental, take it down to the hood
Let the little homies get this remix crackin'
Detroit
Okay
Written by: A. James, Daniel Sewell, DeJ Loaf, Earl Taylor, J. Trotti, James Brown, Marshall Mathers, Patrick Baril, Peter Beveridge, R. Montgomery, Sean Anderson
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