conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called There They Go with the following description: There They Go is off Obie Trice’s second studio album Second Round’s On Me. Which reached number 8 on the Billboard 200 back in 2006. It also had decent reception.
  Fun Fact
  This was Obie Trice’s last album before departing from Shady Records Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Obie Trice]
  Yeah
  Aye, Em, you ready?
  Herc, you got them thangs nigga? (you know)
  Detroit city!
  [Chorus: Obie Trice]
  There they go, them D-town boys carry the Calico
  Whenever there's war, you gotsta know
  Them boys got toys tear down the front door
  Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
  There they go, there they go
  [Verse 1: Obie Trice]
  You are not convincing
  When Detroit blocks stay flocked with henchmen
  Niggas get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance
  Get knocked by the cops, cop on some pen shit
  Straight detention, a nigga doing tension
  Once released he on that music buisness
  When viewing 106 and them cafeterias
  Only to find that rap's actually serious
  Deliriously resort back to crack and vigilence
  Same shit that sent em upper Michigan
  Us is pimping, a difference, from any city I visited
  It's that Detroit spirit and if we in it, balling out till the ending, period
  Use O as a reference to that sentence
  The message I'm sending you, best just pay attention [Chorus: Obie Trice]
  There they go, them D-town boys carry the Calico
  Whenever there's war, you gotsta know
  Them boys got toys tear down the front door
  Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
  There they go, there they go
  [Verse 2: Big Herc]
  If you don't like how I act then blow me
  I don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
  Man what's up with that scratch you owe me?
  Now run my chips before we fall out like Shaq and Kobe
  Big Herc on a track with Obie, when you come to the D
  It's cut-throat, better be packing homie
  And niggas get they shit split for acting phonie
  We're known for the Glocks and the choppas
  These niggas'll rob you, leave you standing in ya socks and ya boxers
  We got real G's and lots of imposters
  I smoke the real trees, see I cop from the rastas
  Ya'll niggas ain't impress me yet
  Ya'll yapping, not rapping, turn that shit off and press eject
  See we known for the car shows, running from the narcos
  Keep them bottles coming, we gon pop em till the bar close
  [Chorus: Obie Trice]
  There they go, them D-town boys carry the Calico
  Whenever there's war, you gotsta know
  Them boys got toys tear down the front door
  Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
  There they go, there they go [Verse 3: Eminem]
  Meat cleaver, leave a gash in a bitches ass
  See her dreams of being an R&B singer diva
  Leave her face, cut her from the waist
  Ah man what a waste, of a pretty face
  And this place ain't just safe, it's just straight gangsta
  It ain't just New York or L.A. that bangs no more
  There's 
  Latin Coun' Kings
   here
  Southside, four, East Side and Gansen
  Nothin' but ganglands and, spray paint cans
  And when that van rolls up, man they ain't glancing
  That window rolls down and that tre-eight's dancing
  And them shooters don't miss, homie they hate chancing
  Straight for the dome and it's vacate fast and
  Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that blue Dodge flashing
  Red and blue lights, no ambulance, you got flattened
  And this was not supposed to be no Detroit anthem
  But just so ya know, if ya see them D-Boys passing
  [Chorus: Obie Trice]
  There they go, them D-town boys carry the Calico
  Whenever there's war, you gotsta know
  Them boys got toys tear down the front door
  Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
  There they go, there they go [Outro: Trick Trick]
  Here we go motherfuckers
  This the motherfuckin back acha Trick
  Don't even dream of fucking up in Detroit, bitch
  This is where the real killers at
  Detroit motherfucker!
  Ain't never no difficulty smashing no bitch ass niggas
  Matter of fact, bring your bitch ass to Detroit nigga
  We got something for your ass
  [Gun shots fade out]
  [Laughter]