Mastamind - Detroit lyrics

I wanna know.....who the f** down wit me? I wanna know.....unh I wanna know..... First Verse: Would you ride with me, even though it's suicide? Only deal with the real, can't get with them true lies Tellin' tall tales to your home boys and them Chances of me believin' you, boy is slim Can't trust words with no wisdom f** him! If you drownin' out here, must not be doin' too much to swim Bein' down and out is like water in your lungs Game over, time's up, out of order son Only greedy muthaf**as get the World I done devised a plan so tough, my sh**'s thorough Only playa muthaf**as get the girls that split the wigs And only a Mastamind can tell you what time it is Chorus: I'm from the D-E-T, R-O-I-T Where muthaf**as show fear, for nobody We there, never scared, prepare, yo posse Muthaf**as still actin' like some hoes I see Man some of these n***as is b**hes too And some of these n***as look JUST LIKE YOU All this madness got me sick as the flu You could be, executed, all the sh** you do (2x) Second Verse: In the middle of the jungle with the wildlife I'm throwin' a left blow, while duckin' a wild right In the middle of war, never fatigue For these, sharks, they'll spill your blood if you ever bleed Don't be frontin' now, don't be the one eight-hundred dial Come automatic like a hundred rounds Only fearless muthaf**as, could look me in they eye Only warriors survive, and the weak, get eaten alive Chorus Third Verse: Kickin' wild by my style Don't cut it down, do it now I'm a statue of my body and soul, with a food dial Control the dial, put you up on some game Man, must I explain? I want the World like the brain Don't think I would digest if the city swallowed me whole With high stakes, think about, the crap I'd unfold To roll with the wrong clique of G's? n***a please Same s**a roll around to try to get the keys Man, how I'm gone ride with you? Tell the truth You jumpin' out your skin a n***a yell "Boo" I'm laughin' at'cha Mash ya down, the block's pa**in' ya I don't need a b**h with a dick for a pa**enger 3-D, I'm on some parallel level Wanna see me? Must be a dead Devil Only crazy muthaf**as fly blind It ain't time to front, time to rep just like a gang sign Chorus