[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah Rappers I monkey-flip 'em, kangaroo-box 'em Out-fox 'em, Hannibal-Cannibal-Ox 'em My lines hook you like fisherman that reel in they bait From Great Lakes, Michigan, with fake bishops in the churches Be preaching for a purchase, not a purpose Stealing out your wallets and your purses, quoting verses Seen police raids, beef amongst clicks without the peace made n***as decease, tryna feast and keep they lease paid So now it's a war, flowers for more funerals Showers will pour from firepower a few hours before It's just the same story, fortune and fame, glory Became my only aim, just to make a name for me It's ruthless, to wear a bulletproof while your car's roofless Get laid to waste coming out of your face like mucus They pop and k**, might run up where you shopped and peel For proper scrill' or the gwap, there's bills on top of bills They may supply you if you popping pills And get you higher than helicopter wheels, but it's hard to stop the ills Deadbeats should be a pop for real, f** her raw and Leave her in the streets to raise they seeds and duck the law and The city, it schemes where money is power I plot and roll a blunt before I run me a shower My shots go off at the funniest hours To put you right beneath the dirt, under these flowers [Chorus] When these streets want something, they take that Everybody's on something, looking for payback They watching closely to see if you on time Look and you will find in a Detroit state of mind "Detroit", "state of mind" {*4X*} [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah Be having dreams that I'm a gangster, sipping on bottles from your finest wine list Coke stuck in my nose like a sinus infection Slinging crack for the injection Packing protection, pulling out on my own reflection Got a connection of mob ties in your section That paint the town like Republicans on election day If AK bullets in your direction Spray and lay in your complexion, no resurrection I'm getting paper with checks like a correction Whoever try to short-change me like a collection Plate will get the nickel plate with no great detection As I project funds Living my life like it possessed the essence of perfection My bread is why probably your head on your neck spun In a jacuzzi all soapy, police came Let the piece flame, they gotta smoke me, then my alarm woke me "Detroit", "state of mind" {*4X*}