Detroit Vs. Everybody (feat. Royce da 5'9", Big Sean, Danny Brown, Dej Loaf & Trick Trick)

Eminem

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    (Detroit!) Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that
    (Static) I swear I love my city, I just want less
    (Static) see me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
    (Static) Detroit versus everybody

    Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
    All these females need to email to make noise
    And now 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 as the alphabet, he F with me
    That G shall surely see, he definitely is 'bout it
    As retail fraud, he's weak, the honest gesture
    The trigger finger round the diamond tester, we tell flaw with heat
    The same soldier, it's me, myself and I
    Ridin' round shootin' my biopic in my autobiography Range Rover, this ain't the squash beef state
    You thinkin' make-up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
    The twin Eagles'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in an ambulance
    My pair'll shoot, like skydivin' in Hammer pants
    So call it sibling 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)
    Ridin' round his block
    All he know is pitfalls, that's why he always climbin' out his drop
    (I got a question) do you wanna ride or die?
    (Welcome to Detroit, motherfucka!) (Sean Don)

    Boy, I need no halves and halves, I want the game in entirety
    Hundred 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' (brr, brr)
    I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
    Boy, I hit the beat, and 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 'Vette
    Ah, plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is all that I fetch
    If the ball in my hand, then the ball in the net (net)
    Bitch, I'm the D, can't no offense dunk on me (me)
    I'm Mr Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me (me)
    I'm over-respected, my mama gated community's overprotective
    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, a coupon (God)
    I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes
    Now the stakes high, niggas surprised at the new lines
    Takin' down my number, like: You still ain't got a new line?
    Nah, it's the same, we been laborin' for years
    I know it took way longer than nine months
    But fuck it, it's all in due time
    I turned a blunt to a roach, with dreams of bein' a Beatle
    Don't want to, I need to, ya 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 one, wait 'til the sequel (let's go), lil' bitch!

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    Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that
    (Static) I swear I love my city, I just want less
    (Static) see me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
    (Static) Detroit versus everybody

    Comin' from them streets where they thirsty, starvin' to eat
    Just a step away from failin', that's why they call it the D
    Arguably the whole reason for all of this honesty
    Honestly no honor roll, but honored up in them streets
    'Cause I'm a Linwood nigga, them young niggas hit ya
    Put a stack on your head, you'll bleed a lake on Grand River
    If you think your hood harder, then I might beg to differ
    Know some killers pull the trigger for a Swisher and Miller
    If the blicka hit ya kisser, bet yo' ass not rememberin'
    They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissorin'
    So, nigga, I'm a veteran, retire my letterman
    Have K's in front of your school, but I ain't goin' to Kettering
    Cough up a lung, three-thirteen where I'm from
    Xan got me cross-eyed like Bernstein’s son
    Any nigga try to copy, put a hole in his top
    It's us versus them, Detroit versus everybody

    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 a refill of
    Painkillers to pop the lid off that safety seal (ha)
    It made me feel amazing, Navy SEAL of bravery
    And if I may reiterate, I ain't even need a script
    Ain't bein' conceited, but I made it to radio, eat a dick!
    I still never ABC this shit
    Mainstream appeal, but the skill is what made me iller
    Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla
    I was daydreamin' one day I would be the shit (I would be the shit)
    And if I ever end up escapin' these streets
    I swear that I would stay here still
    And if 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
    On a rampage too crazy for me to flip
    What's makin' you think I need a switch?
    'Cause I'm Adrian Peterson
    When he's ragin' and heated and
    On the way to go beat his kid?
    On a track get spanked like he just did
    (Detroit!) I can't never leave this bitch
    Sick of bein' treated like we ain't shit
    But Jesus, I can see just why people quit callin' me
    To do features and them cyphers on BET, 'cause if
    I wasn't me I prob'ly wouldn't
    Wanna play with me neither, shit
    Seems to be reachin' its fever pitch
    Hundred and eighty degrees in here
    Shoulder blade full of cedar chips
    MC's just bit off more than they can chew
    Like a face full of Swedish Fish
    Or Lorena with two penises
    Hateful and geniusness inconvenience
    And for the record, you don't want this type of static
    In your life, when I'm makin' you cling to it
    May consider tryna reinsulate your windows
    May be in for another crazy winter
    'Cause so cold in the D, it is
    As days begin to tick away, but ain't this really
    What made me into the angry bitter blonde?
    But ain't we sick of bein' underdogs?
    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 you, but ain't shit changin'
    It's still the same shit and Shady's still a lady killer
    Since the day I went insane and then attacked the babysitter
    With a potato peeler
    And mushed her face into the entertainment center
    It's like another plane just entered into Ukraine again
    Or the Bermuda Triangle and
    Attempted to make a safe descent
    Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it 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
    (Static) I swear I love my city, I just want less
    (Static) see me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that
    (Static) Detroit versus everybody

    What up though? 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!

    Información de la canción

    Composición: James Brown, Eminem, Royce, Big Sean, Selektah Statik, Daniel Sewell, John Cooke, Dej Loaf, Andrew James Robert y Jonathan Brooks

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