conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Detroit vs. Everybody with the following description: “Detroit Vs Everybody” is the third single released from Shady Records compilation album, SHADY XV. Featuring several of Detroit’s prominent rappers, each verse tells a different story. Some of the major themes include gratitude for growing up in Detroit, the rough nature of the streets and why people call Detroit home.
  The song name is inspired by clothing brand DETROIT VS. EVERYBODY. Creator Tommy Walker describes his brand via his store’s website as:
  
  A simple concept with a powerful message is all it took for Detroit native Tommey Walker a self-professed commissioned artist, brand manager and creative problem solver to inspire a city. The brand Detroit Vs. Everybody seeks to unite the city of Detroit while politely flipping the bird to the rest of the world.
  Fed up with the media’s continual bashing and lack of cultural recognition for the place that has contributed so much to the world and society, Walker envisioned his brand being able to, “rebuild Detroit’s image through the restored pride of Detroiters universally” and in 2012 released Detroit Vs. Everybody collection that has become a forceful movement in and around the city and country.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Dej Loaf & 
  Trick Trick
  ]
  Detroit!
  Tell 'em, if they want it
  They can come get that (
  Static
  )
  I swear I love my city
  I just want less (
  Static
  )
  See me, they salute me
  They ain't ready for that (
  Static
  )
  Detroit vs. Everybody
  [Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9", 
  Big Sean
  , 
  Trick Trick
  ]
  Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
  All these females need to email to make noise
  And now 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
  As retail fraud, he's weak
  , 
  the honest gesture
  The trigger finger round the diamond tester, we tell flaw with heat
  The same soldier, it's me, myself and I
  Ridin' round shootin' my biopic in my autobiography
   
  Range Rover, this ain't the squash beef state
  You thinkin' make-up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
  The twin Eagles'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in an ambulance
  My pair'll shoot, like skydivin' in Hammer pants
  So call it sibling 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 of 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)
  Ridin' round his block
  All he know is pitfalls, that's why he always climbin' out his drop
  (I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die?
  (Welcome to Detroit, motherfucka!)
   (
  Sean Don
  ) [Verse 2: Big Sean, 
  Trick Trick
  ]
  Boy, I need no halves and halves, I want the game in entirety
  Hundred 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' (Brr, brr)
  I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
  Boy, I hit the beat, and 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
  I'm never callin' collect, I call to collect
  My homie wanted a Chevy, so I put my dog in the 'Vette (Swerve)
  Ahh! Plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is all that I fetch
  If the ball in my hand, then the ball in the net (Net)
  Bitch, I'm the D, can't no offense dunk on me (Me)
  I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me (Me)
  I'm over-respected
  My mama gated community's overprotective
  So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch
  Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 fifty times a day
  Back when tenth grade was like fifty days away
  Tryna get paid fifty ways a day
  Used to put fifty on the layaway
  Now my closet fifty shades of grey
  26, and I done lived a lifetime a few times
  From futons to Grey Poupons
  In church, tryna get a little savings, yeah, a coupon (God)
  I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes
  Now the stakes high, 
  niggas surprised at the new lines
  Takin' down my number, like, "You still ain't got a new line?"
  (You still ain't got a new line?)
  Nah, it's the same, we been laborin' for years
  I know it took way longer than nine months
  But fuck it, it's all in due time
  I turned a blunt to a roach, with dreams of bein' a Beatle
  Don't want to, I need to, ya 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 one, wait 'til the sequel (
  Let's go,
  ) 
  il' bitch! [Chorus: Dej Loaf & 
  Trick Trick
  ]
  Tell 'em, if they want it
  They can come get that (
  Static)
  I
   swear I love my city
  I just want less (static)
  See me, they salute me
  They ain't ready for that (static)
  Detroit vs. Everybody
  [Verse 3: Danny Brown]
  Comin' from them streets where they thirsty, starvin' to eat
  Just a step away from failin', that's why they call it the D
  Arguably the whole reason for all of this honesty
  Honestly no honor roll, but honored up in them streets
  ‘Cause I'm a Linwood nigga, them young niggas hit ya
  Put a stack on your head, you'll bleed a lake on Grand River
  If you think your hood harder, then I might beg to differ
  Know some killers pull the trigger for a Swisher and Miller
  If the blicka hit ya kisser, bet yo' ass not rememberin'
  They say my city's tougher than two fat bitches scissorin'
  So, nigga, I'm a veteran, retire my letterman
  Have K's in front of your school, but I ain't goin' to Kettering
  Cough up a lung, 313 where I'm from
  Xan got me cross-eyed like Bernstein’s son
  Any nigga try to copy, put a hole in his top
  It's us vs. them, Detroit vs. Everybody [Verse 4: Eminem]
  Lately it seems as if it's me against the world
  Like it was before my life became a movie
  And they used to use my mothafuckin' trailer to tease me with
  But I flipped that script like a refill of
  Painkillers to pop the lid off that safety seal (Ha)
  It made me feel amazing, Navy SEAL of bravery
  And if I may reiterate, I ain't even need a script
  Ain't bein' conceited, but I made it to radio—eat a dick!
  I still never ABC this shit
  Mainstream appeal, but the skill is what made me iller
  Since before they called Jay Dee "Dilla"
  I was daydreamin' one day I would be the shit
  And if I ever end up escapin' these streets
  I swear that I would stay here still
  And if I'm crazy, I'll always be real
  Don't make me steal an eighteen-wheeler
  Break all of my friends out of here
  And take 'em straight to the Mercedes dealer
  Peel off back to the same block that we came from
  On a rampage 
  too crazy for me to flip
  What's makin' you think I need a switch?
  ‘Cause I'm Adrian Peterson
  When he's ragin' and heated and
  On the way to go beat his kid?
  On a track get spanked like he just did
  (Detroit!) I can't never leave this bitch
  Sick of bein' treated like we ain't shit
  But Jesus, I can see just why people quit callin' me
  To do features and them cyphers on BET, ‘cause if
  I wasn't me I prob'ly wouldn't
  Wanna play with me neither, shit
  Seems to be reachin' its fever pitch
  Hundred and eighty degrees in here
  Shoulder blade full of cedar chips
  MC's just bit off more than they can chew
  Like a face full of Swedish Fish
  Or Lorena with two penises
  Hateful and geniusness inconvenience
  And for the record, you don't want this type of static
  In your life, when I'm makin' you cling to it
  May consider tryna reinsulate your windows
  May be in for another crazy winter
  ‘Cause so cold in the D, it is
  As days begin to tick away, but ain't this really
  What made me into the angry bitter blonde?
  But ain't we sick of bein' underdogs?
  Don't make me unleash this shit, release this pit
  May even seem as if I'm yankin' your chain a bit
  Or maybe the way in which I'm sayin' shit
  Is playin' with you, 
  but ain't shit changin'
  It's still the same shit and Shady's still a lady killer
  Since the day I went insane and then attacked the babysitter
  With a potato peeler
  And mushed her face into the entertainment center
  It's like another plane just entered into Ukraine again
  Or the Bermuda Triangle and
  Attempted to make a safe descent
  Awaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it could be danger
  Did you make arrangements with the gangsters 'fore you came here? And if they mention us…
  [Chorus: Dej Loaf]
  Tell 'em, if they want it
  They can come get that (static)
  I swear I love my city
  I just want less (static)
  See me, they salute me
  They ain't ready for that (static)
  Detroit vs. Everybody
  [Outro: Trick Trick]
  What up though? It's the godfather Trick Trick
  You either ridin' with us or gettin' rolled on
  That means Detroit vs. Everybody!!
  Hey, Em, let me get that instrumental
  Take it down to the hood
  Let the little homies get this remix crackin'!
  Detroit! Okay!
  [Produced by Statik Selektah]