Obie Trice, J-Nutty Da Don - Detroit State of Mind lyrics
[Obie Trice, J-Nutty Da Don - Detroit State of Mind lyrics]
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’
N
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 wait's 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
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’
N
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 wait's 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