Eminem & Various Artists - Detroit Vs. Everybody (Instrumental & Lyrics) video free download

Eminem ft. Big Sean, Danny Brown, Dej Loaf, Royce Da 5'9" & Trick Trick "Detroit Vs. Everybody" karaoke instrumental; Comment, rate and subscribe

Artist : Eminem ft. Big Sean, Danny Brown, Dej Loaf, Royce Da 5'9" & Trick Trick

Single : Detroit Vs. Everybody

Version : Official karaoke cover instrumental

Lyrics:

[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: 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 I think things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority

Then he shall see shells but not by the seashore

If he gangbangin' 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 weak

The honest gesture

The trigger finger 'round the diamond tester, we tail 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

This Grand Eagle's an [?] coupe, might as well ride by in an ambulance

My parachute like skydivin' in Hammer pants

So call is 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 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) Ride around his block

All he knows 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, mothafucka

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

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

Never callin' collect, I call to collect

My homie wanted a Chevy so I put my dawg in the vet

Plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is all that I fetch

Got the ball in my hand and the ball in the net

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's gated community's overprotected

So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch

Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 50 times a day

Back when 10th grade was like 50 days away

Tryna get paid 50 ways a day

Used to put 50 on the layaway, now my closet 50 shades of grey

26 and I've done lived a lifetime a few times

From futons to Grey Poupons

In church tryna get a little savings, yeah coupons

I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes

Now the stakes high, niggas surprised that the new lines

Or takin' down my number like "you still ain't got a new line?"

Nah it's the same, we've been laborin' for years

I know it took longer than 9 months, but fuck it, it's all in due time

I turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of bein' a Beatle though

One, two 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 1, wait 'til the sequel

[Hook: Dej Loaf]

[Verse 3: Danny Brown]

Comin' out them streets where they thirsty, starvin' to eat

Just a step away from felon, that's why they call it the D

On your [?], reason for all of this honesty

Honestly no honor roll, but honor the Phantom stripper pole

Cause I'm a Lynwood nigga, them young niggas say

Put a sack on your head, you bleed out like [?]

And to think our hood harder then I might break the door

Know some killers pull the trigger for a Swisher and Molly

[?]

They say my city's [?]

So nigga I'm a veteran, retire my letterman

I [?] but I ain't [?]

Cough up a line, 313 where I'm from

Zan got me cross eyed like [?]

And these niggas try to copy, [?]

Ask [?], Detroit vs Everybody