Eminem - Detroit Vs. Everybody lyrics

Detroit! [Hook - Dej Loaf:] Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that static I swear I love my city, I just want a little static See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that static Detroit vs. Everybody [Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9":] 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 f** with my authority Then he shall sea shells, but not by the seashore If he gang bangin' 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 sweet 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 and my autobiography Range Rover, this ain't the squash beef state You thinkin' makeup, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face The Twin Eagles ol' air his coup might as well ride by in the ambulance My pair ol' shoot like sky divin' 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 n***as been b**hes, that's none of my business, but I don't sip tea (That's Nickel) Ridin' around this block All we knows is pitfalls, that's why he's always climbin' out his drop (I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die? [Verse 2 - Big Sean:] Shawn Don (Welcome to Detroit) Boy I need no half's a half, I want the game in entirety Hundred percent cut, no stitches required Welcome to Detroit where is you get that promotion Don't worry, man those bullets will still be at your a** firin' I still call it safe, I would s** if I was umpiring Boy hit the beat & just treat that sh** like it's a diary I'm offended if you hear my new sh** and you ain't rewindin' me Self made, I've 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 dawg in a vet Ha plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boys, is all that I fetch If the the ball in my hand then the ball in the net b**h 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 over protective So futuristic, I'm already over my next b**h Reminiscin' all listening to 50 fifty times a day Back when tenth grade was like 50 days away Tryin' to get paid 50 ways a day Used to put 50 on the layaway, now my closet 50 shades of grey Twenty six and I done lived a life time a few times From futons to Grey Poupon's In church tryin' to get a little savings, yeah coupon I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes Now the stakes high, n***as surprised at the new lines Takin' down my number like "you still ain't got a new line?" Naw it's the same, we been laborin' for years I know it took way longer than nine months, but f** 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 one, wait 'til the sequel [Hook - Dej Loaf] [Verse 3 - Danny Brown:] 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 n***a, them young n***as 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 k**as pull the trigger for a Swisher and Miller If the blicka hit ya kisser, bet yo a** not remembering They say my city's tougher than two fat b**hes scissorin' So n***a I'm a veteran, retire my letterman Had K's in front ya school, but I ain't going to Ketteran Cough up a lung, 313 where I'm from Ghan got me cross eyed like Bernstein's son Any n***a try to copy, put a hole in his top It's us vs. them, Detroit vs Everybody [Verse 4 - Eminem:] 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 mother f**in' trailer to tease me with But I flipped that script like like a refilla a Paink**ers to pop that lid off that safety seal 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'D the sh** Mainstream appeal but the sk** is what made me iller Since before they called Jay Dee Dilla I was daydreamin' one day I would be the sh** 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, on a rampage to 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 get spanked like he just did (Detroit!) I can't never leave this b**h Sick of bein' treated like me and sh** 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 probably wouldn't wanna play with me neither, sh** Seems to be reachin' it's fever pitch One 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 a two penises Hateful and genius ness, inconvenience And for the record, you don't want this type of static in your life When I'm makin' you cling May consider tryin' to reinsulate ya windows may be in or 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 blond But ain't we sick of bein' underdogs Don't make me unleash this sh**, release this Pit May even seem as if I'm yankin' your chain a bit or maybe the way in which I'm sayin' sh** Is playin' with ya And it's still the same sh** and Shady's still a lady k**er Since the day I went insane and then attacked the babysitter With the potato peeler 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 safe descent Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it could be danger Did you make arrangements with the gangsters 'for you came here? And if they mention [Hook - Dej Loaf] [Outro - Trick Trick:] What up though, 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! [echo]