Detroit vs. Everybody
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik) I swear I love my city, I just want a little (Statik) See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (Statik) Detroit vs. Everybody I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree All these females need to email to make noise And I think its changin' a lot, he f*ck with my authority Then he shall see shells But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not It's simple as 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 and my autobiography Range Rover, this ain't the squash beef state You thinkin' makeup, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face This twin Eagle's of Ares coupe, 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 niggas 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 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 offence dunk on me I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me I'm overrespected, 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 Tryna 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 tryna get a little savings, yeah coupons I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes Now the stakes high, niggas 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 f*ck it, it's all in due time I turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of bein' a Beatle though Don't 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 Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik) I swear I love my city, I just want a little (Statik) See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (Statik) Detroit vs. Everybody Comin' from them streets where they thirsty, 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 a Linwood nigga, them young niggas 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 pull the trigger for a Swisher and Molly In a blink I'll hit your kisser, bet you ass ain't rememberin' They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissoring So nigga I'm a veteran, retire my letterman I kings bout 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 niggas try to copy but I hold on this time It's us vs them, Detroit vs Everybody yeah 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 mothafuckin' 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 bein' 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 18 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, 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 never 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 Trying 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 won't want this kind of static In your life, when I'm makin' you cling to it They consider tryna reinsulate yah 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 made me into the angry 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 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 Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik) I swear I love my city, I just want a little (Statik) See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (Statik) Detroit vs. Everybody What up doe It's the godfather Trick Trick You either ridin' with us Or gettin' rolled on That means Detroit vs. 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: Andrew Robert, Daniel Sewell, DeJa Trimble, James Brown, Jonathan Brooks, Marshall Mathers, Patrick Baril, Peter Beveridge, Ryan Montgomery, Sean Anderson
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