Eminem - Detroit Vs. Everybody (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Eminem - Detroit Vs. Everybody (en) Lyrics
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 vs. Everybody
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 gang bangin' or not
It's simple as the alphabet
He F with me, that G shall surely see
He definitely as 'bout it as
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 in my autobiography
Range Rover, this ain't the
squash beef state
You thinkin' make-up, we
thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagles, ol' Air, his coupe
Might as well ride by in an ambulance
My pair'll shoot, like
skydivin' 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 niggas been bitches
That's none of my business,
but I don't sip tea
(It's Nickel) Ridin' 'round this block
All he know is pitfalls
That's why he's 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
100 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'
I still call it safe, I would
suck if I was umpirin'
Boy, I hit the beat, I 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
Ahh! 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
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 overrespected
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
26, and I done lived a
lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryna get a little
savings; yeah, a 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?"
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, lil' bitch!
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 your kisser,
bet your ass not rememberin'
They say my city's tougher
than two fat bitches
scissorin'
So, nigga, I'm a veteran,
retire my letterman
Has K's in front your school,
but I ain't going to Kettering
Cough up a lung, 313 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 vs. them, Detroit vs. 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
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'
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 raging 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 probably wouldn't want to
play with me neither, shit
Seems to be reachin' its 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 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 tryin' to
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..
.
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!
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