Detroit State of Mind - Obie Trice

What up

Jokes on us

Everything in the city ain’t pretty

When you’re looking at the gutter everything

Trying to make a way to survive

Even though it ain’t right

I’m trying to preach another ghetto hymn

A stick it to where I’ve been

Hustling to come up all my life

Testify, it’s just a Detroit state of mind

Detroit win’er, cold in December

Hustle on the corner, tether on the fibula

N_ wanna stick ‘em up cause O’s getting richerer

That ain’t a word, but birds they speak literature

Literally hood house, semi in the couch

Figuring life out with this last half an ounce

We just trying to defeat the drought, make ends meet

Flous like a motherfucking bous

Slim Thugger Sig Deuce ninety

Drug smuggler, they ain’t got love for us

Cuff us, throw us in jail for being hustlers

We on that knuckle so why would you fuck with us?

Y’all don’t know Pacific

Just to be 'pecific, N_, came out of Michigan

No pot to piss in

Just a few rocks in this pocket for flippin'

Everything in the city ain’t pretty

When you’re looking at the gutter everything

Trying to make a way to survive

Even though it ain’t right

I’m trying to preach another ghetto hymn

Stick it to where I’ve been

Hustling to come up all my life

Testify, it’s just a Detroit state of mind

Turn this shit the fuck up

I come up amongst the monster youngsters

Blazin' ass, wrong facing time

They’ll blow out a N_ state of mind

Real talk, white lines

That’s real chalk, night time we peel off

Through pipelines, we deal raw, real boss

Seen it all through my optical at spots

Aunties and uncles coppin the blow

In areas not many cops can go

If possible, I got a purpose

God put me here on purpose

A wordsmith emerges through His verses

Or am I worthless?

I wish life was picture perfect

The feds taking pictures, snitches working

Them dealers lurking, through the traffic

Pushers pushing the package

Neighborhood full of addicts, graveyard full of caskets

They asking, time waits for a dboy

Where the street noise it’s the real deep d voice

Evading the decoy, all shooters on deploy

Fuck the crime rate, my mind state is Detroit

Everything in the city ain’t pretty

When you’re looking at the gutter everything

Trying to make a way to survive

Even though it ain’t right

I’m trying to preach another ghetto hymn

Stick it to where I’ve been

Hustling to come up all my life

Testify, it’s just a Detroit state of mind

Everything to survive

Even though it ain’t right

Everything in the city ain’t pretty

When you’re looking at the gutter everything

Trying to make a way to survive

Even though it ain’t right

I’m trying to preach another ghetto hymn

Stick it to where I’ve been

Hustling to come up all my life

Testify, it’s just a Detroit state of mind