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

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 fuck 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 siblinп 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' 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 ass firin'

I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpiring

Boy hit the beat & just treat that shit like it's a diary

I'm offended if you hear my new shit 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

Bitch 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 bitch

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, niggas 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 fuck 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 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 killas pull the trigger for a Swisher and Miller

If the blicka hit ya kisser, bet yo ass not remembering

They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissorin'

So nigga 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 nigga 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 fuckin' trailer to tease me with

But I flipped that script like like a refilla a

Painkillers 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 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

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 bitch

Sick of bein' treated like me and 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 probably wouldn't wanna play with me neither, shit

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 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 ya

And 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 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].

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