Lyrics:
the color of my skin
When all I want to do is rap I didn't know that was a sin
Down in Detroit it was never about my color
Surrounded by my brothers and I'm
there'll be no peace
(No just no justice no peace, no just no justice no peace)
Detroit's own Starsky and Hutch police
Declared war down on Warren Street
by ya side
So if you die imma die wit ya
Let a nigga kill my man's
You know we going get em
If a nigga kill me first
I pray my mans get em
Str8 up
can't do
I like how we all come together
Finally feel like Detroit gettin better
But ain't shit sweet boy I'm really wit whatever
Nigga don't meet my
What we lack in size, is measured by our heart
You can't take what's never yours
Cause we work all the time
And, we play to survive
It's a Detroit state
God was right by his side side
Hey
We really miss you
We really miss you
We really miss you
We really miss you
This song is a tribute to Michael from
and hide, huh? Is you silly?
Better keep that heat by your side, it's Smoke up in my city
Detroit trying to rise but the hope is still iffy
Now what we gotta
rounds
If a nigga jump stupid then ima act stupid fuck you tombout
Real Detroit nigga but my dreads looking like I'm from down south
You can take away
to a nine in a minute
Detroit city, quick to shine
Don't be silly
Ride through smooth
Coming at you with a new groove
I wrote this verse so you can hear it
it's fifteen hundred for a bar
In Detroit
Black shoes, black car
In Detroit
I just busted up the wires
Hard left
Now I'm fucking up the ties
I just
I'm so inclined
A, I'm blessed, y'all can touch my design
God flows through me all the day, all the time
Blessed by the most high, I'm on the rise
I grew up on the river
In a little town south of detroit
Everyone there is a drinker
And pills are the drug of choice
I was born and raised with
Hey
It’s Detroit
Gonna read it freestyle real fast
It's so hot, I'm sweating like hell, it's devilish heat
Almost 40 degrees outside, woke up
baby mama neck
In Detroit, blowin' gas with BG and Excursions
That's back when Azuel was a word before I'm closed
My Azuel was Polo and not a King Hill
Hoo, Sam Kempten
Show them how we do it in Detroit baby
HP stand up
Detroit what?! east to west, baby
This is our life
Haha, we bout to take the mic
Left you on a beach in Vienna
Saw you once again in Detroit
Wrote to you when you were in Montreal All you had to do was be there
Wasted for
The wind in my face
I felt so safe
My grandma held my hand by her waist
We was walking down McGraw
On our way to our place
I was froze in awe stuck in a daze
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, P. A.?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody might see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut
Fly-By-The-Seat-Of-His-Pants parasail
Fall, hit the trampoline, bounce and grab a pair of stilts
And I ain't wearin' zilch, zip, zero, nothing, no, nada
Like your father
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
on and on
We're not fragile, and we sure don't break easy
You know it's so hard to cope
When you're just hoping there's hope
We're all hanging on by a thread
fools
Actin' like we ain't got stress to tell off
And like ? pockets he's deep
And he can pay his bail off
I'ma hit my lick, bit by bit
Kick my shit, 'til
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