| In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hustle
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| In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel
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| In Detroit, you’ll be lucky if your not a victim of a shooting
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| In Detroit, crack-head zombies still prostituting
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| In Detroit, where the underground rap don’t get played
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| On the airwaves unless, Paul or Bushman got paid
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| In Detroit — bitch, you ain’t even from Detroit
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| Fuck your rep, 7 Mile is where the hustlers at
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| In Detroit, ain’t no fucking freestylin, ain’t no time for that
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| Got twenty-fours on the eighty-four Regal and I’m grindin
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| Detroit, know my name, in Detroit, it’s cocaine
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| In Detroit, don’t play no ho games they’ll blow out your brains
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| In Detroit, you can catch me on 7 mile
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| In Detroit, where the bitches and niggas, they live wild
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| In Detroit, where you find the dope game is shitty
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| In Detroit, where the bitches show assholes and titties
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| In Detroit, where the niggas and bitches, they build cars
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| In Detroit, we got hoodrats and ghetto stars
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| In Detroit, we ain’t taking no shit from nobody
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| In Detroit, we got Sammy the Bull and John Gotti
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| In Detroit, we got pimps and players, hoes and macks
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| In Detroit, we ride Regals, Chevys, and Cadillacs
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| Gettin money by the stack from the rap for the crack
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| In Detroit, its like that, liquor stores for the blunt and
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| In Detroit, we got arabs that look like Bin Ladin
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| In Detroit, we got bitches and niggas that stay plottin
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| In Detroit, we stay rottin, forgive but not forgotten
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| Potatoes stay au gratin, come close and catch a hot one
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| In Detroit, you can be a victim of the ghetto
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| In Detroit, got more rock than heavy metal
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| In Detroit, bitches slide down the pole butt-naked
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| In Detroit, some real and some fake it, some snake it
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| In Detroit, mu’fuckas just hope they make it
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| In Detroit, I can’t take it, so I just wanna break shit
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| Detroit got some winners, Detroit got some losers
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| Detroit got the best dope-dealers and drug-abusers
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| And I be the rabbit-killer, the killer who kill rabbit
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| In Detroit they bust automatics at trailer park addicts
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| Across 8 mile in Detroit, you hate my style
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| Soopa Villain in Detroit, I’m at the top of the pile
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| In Detroit, got the fix for you niggas who broke
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| In Detroit, we got the weed, speed, raw, and coke
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| In Detroit, where the bums will rush your ass
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| Where the little old ladies do the hundred-yard dash
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| In Detroit, where the bitches look fine as Hell
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| But if you slap that bitch up, you gotta go to jail
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| In Detroit, we got the space-age futeristic
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| Nigga, check my statistics, my number is unlisted
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| In Detroit, where you got to be fly as Hell
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| With your attitude shitty like your shit don’t smell
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| And Detroit, ain’t big ya got East to West
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| North end to the end, and down to Southwest
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| And don’t forget the HP and small-ass Hamtramack
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| I’m talking 'bout Detroit, understand it, God damn it
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| And if you dont know the places I called off
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| You probably a weak-ass nigga from the burbs, extra soft |