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conversations.value: Write me a song called Detroit Vs Everybody (Remix) with the following description: The 16 minute long official Shady Records remix version of Eminem’s “Detroit Vs Everybody”. All the performing artists are from Detroit, just like the regular version and the Obie Trice version.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: 
  The Godfather sample
  ]
  "Don't you ever forget. Don't you ever take sides with anyone against the family. Do you hear me? Ever."
  [Chorus: 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 1: Trick Trick]
  What up doe, everybody? I'm Detroit
  So it's me vs. everybody if you ain't Detroit
  We all hood, we love the gun smoke
  A message from air traffic control
  I'm doin' them niggas bold
  Takin' it back to when rappers got beat up out their clothes
  Treat 'em like little hoes
  Used to wake up to snitches swingin' from light poles
  When the booger sugar  took a light dose
  Shout out to every nigga that ever made money over in Brightmoor
  With the white folks, in the window like a psycho
  Puttin' the perfect play together; maestro
  And since it's so cold in the D, if you don't come to see me
  You might fuck around and see a nigga ice go
  Had a lil' homie, run up on him with a knife though
  Aiight ho, watch the big homie on the roof with the rifle
  Who might go loco and shoot for nothin'
  Will go postal with you for somethin'
  And I'm willin' to give it to keep the counterfeits up out of my city
  Ask around and they all know Tricky
  Still pull it together for the kitty
  Pour a little liquor for Biggie
  And Frank Nitti on the Mickey, send 'em to Diddy
  Tried to get me a spot on the Revolt
  Switch a man's past from the revolt
  Touchin' mothafuckas with the remote
  Think your man sleepin' out here but nigga please, he woke [Chorus: 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 2: DeJ Loaf]
  Ayo east side, raised on that east side
  When we just throw our pinkies up along with the peace sign
  Fairview street sign, who the fuck are these guys?
  Niggas want war, we make 'em feel it, touch their G spot
  My grandma sold pies and I ain't talkin' 'bout no key lime
  Junkies at the side door, make sure that ain't 5-0
  They done set her up, they done hit her with that combo
  They done let the dogs out, house smellin' like Pine Sol
  That was on the north end, I was on the porch then
  Grandma what you cookin' up? Grandma why that fork bent?
  Grandma where my mom at? Now I want her, beep her up
  Always imagined we was poor and that her feet was up
  Jordans, yeah we had 'em on, bitch it wasn't no teasin' us
  Remember me and Pooh was in the window eatin' peanut butter
  Damn I miss my cousin, I'm like R.I.P. to Trina's son
  I'm from where it ain't no love, everybody need a gun, yuh
  [Verse 3: Guilty Simpson]
  Detroit V.S. everybody, P.S
  Fuck y'all too, we don't care what y'all do
  Still, you can't deny the real
  Time reveal, society squeals and the society kill
  Money motivated though we take it
  These cats are overrated, severely, poppin' up yearly
  Then they disappear within the same year
  Like it never happened, them niggas just rappin' barely
  I'm a shooter, loadin' my magazine and throw the book at 'em
  Like a prosecutor, 
  the Glock'll do you like a college tutor
  Cause right after class
  I teach a mothafucka somethin' and watch him pass
  Graduation, I rattle cages
  We make some uncomfortable, I didn't grow up like the Huxtables
  West 7th where those drugs'll move nonstop
  Soft white or hard rock,
   get everybody in your yard shot
  You'll get a feel for my city when I send the welcoming committee
  With the 50 calibers and the smoke grey Dodge Challengers
  You frown on your face, we'll kick it pretty
  When I grip the semi, you better have some grip to give me
  Or the steel smokes, you cats are real jokes
  You bitch niggas, smack your face numb like you feel coke
  Until you get the big picture, mothafucka [Chorus: 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 4: Black Milk]
  Let the celebration kick off
  This that point in the party where that person start pointin'
  That pistol because they're pissed off
  Shots lick off, fire spit off
  This track put a fire up under me like rockets when they lift off
  The map, these rappers that recite raps
  We don't believe 'em like that
  Deadbeat dad sayin' that he'll be right back
  But city that's rough and looked at as them black sheeps
  With them rap sheets that's long as track meets
  So let's take a stroll, come follow me down these back streets
  Where blacks and the trap meet
  Killers and dealers that had dreams to be athletes
  But them dreams got put in the back seat
  And makin' fast funds the shotgun
  Got some homies that's still in the hood, life finna twirl
  They ask me "what is it like to see the rest of the world?"
  Away from the block, away from the gutter
  All they know is the blocks and watchin' for cops undercover
  So what you have here, some niggas that's never had a fear they couldn't face
  Tougher than '89 Laimbeer in the paint
  Posted, Chuck D coachin', never laid up
  City soil that made us
  7 mile with the players,
   
  Puritan and PA-ers
  [?] where the bullets strayin'
  Fenkell where the bodies layin'
  6th mile where them hollows sprayin'
  Woodward where they ain't playin'
  Schoolcraft you find that mayhem where hollows holler in the AM
  Gratiot where grandma's stayin'
  Neighborhood that's decayin'
  Niggas pockets is light so that light bill they're never payin'
  So fam don't let your lips talk, that could be your pitfall
  And get you sprayed on like murals on side of brick walls
  Dudes watchin' waitin' for you to get sloppy
  Like a hitman lurkin' in the shadows with his shotty
  Out here screamin' "Let's go", yeah my nigga X know
  City where the TECs blow but we ain't talkin' techno [Chorus: 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 5: Sino]
  I'm stumblin' in my Detroit fitted, bitch
  Anybody want some beef then we with it, bitch
  Shit, see in the Mitten all my niggas 'bout that action
  Might be 30 niggas with me, every nigga with me packin'
  No fly zone,
   shit, just for pussies on that fuck shit
  Dirty glove, boy this ain't the city to be fucked with
  Shout out my uncle Trick, you get to trippin', he gon' dump quick
  My city verses everybody (you gotta kill everybody!)
  Boy, RIP to Blade, I hope he hear this
  I swear if Ron was free, he'd be the first nigga to kill this
  Street nigga, give me a ki' and I'ma deal it
  Better give a nigga his cash or you can feel it
  What up Em, signed the city to Shady and fuck it
  They say the world is a bitch, I'ma keep on fuckin' it
  My city on my back and I'ma keep on runnin' it
  Still got that chopper on the back seat, ain't shit sweet, boy
  [Verse 6: Marv Won]
  40287, I'm out that black bottom
  If they don't fuck with the boy, I bet the crack got 'em
  It's enough two faces here to attack Gotham
  And ain't nobody a ho until the MACs spot 'em
  Dot 'em, play possum, no brave option
  All of mine yay choppin' and K shoppin'
  The nerdiest nigga here can play the part of a goon
  Transplant your killers if it ain't no heart in the room
  Wait 'til he sugar sharp and then throw salt in the wound
  These red beams'll turn your white party maroon
  I got a pair of gators that I hardly wear
  Nigga I will kill you over these Cartiers
  I got a couple bands with the dice on the floor
  When I was 9, boy I could tell you the price of a bow
  Listen, full length minks just to show we stuntin'
  Brother you know it's nothin'
  Nigga I'm 
  Coleman Young'in,
   tell 'em!
  [Chorus: 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 7: Payroll Giovanni]
  I'm from the west side blocks where we roll in spots
  And have blow blowout sales to blow out a watch
  Young niggas gettin' popped cause of the clique they claim
  And in most homicides, it's a bitch to blame
  My future plan's to stay froze 'til my wrist complains
  If rap fails, I'm whippin' coke 'til the brick complains
  In the new 6 switchin' lanes, probably with big kis
  Ain't talkin' coffee when I say the trunk is where the big be
  You see that D right above where my lid be
  Can't trust a soul, well that's how these streets did me
  I bossed up from setbacks by luck, I rep that
  Ain't scared of nigga's shit, I'm from Detroit, I expect that
  [Verse 8: Hydro]
  Look I'm from Detroit, bitch
  Where we crack heads and we break bails
  Inspired by the dopeman that pack hammers and make sales
  Dreaming of a rollie, a coupe, a crib off of lake trails
  They quick to take a trip with so much weight that it'd break scales
  Young boys wilding, with a chopper they'll make hail
  Screaming "fuck the cops" and quick to pop off like some fake nails
  Shout out to my strippers with 30 inches and fake tails
  And pounds of the cookie like I was running a bake sale
  Holla if you need it, I got it, just come and ask the man
  Try me and get 
  cheddar on your head just like a Packer fan
  Riding down your mama street with tints on a blacker van
  And turn your block into a war zone like we in Pakistan
  Nobody I can call on, it's ball or get balled on
  Wrists full of that shit you niggas can slip and fall on
  Why the fuck you hating us when we can put them all on?
  And they can help their little mans and they can hit the mall strong
  It's 7 Mile 'till I die, raised by some street niggas
  Fuck friends, ain't got none, I'm dolo with this heat, nigga
  Boogers in my watch face, my wrists be looking slimy
  Once I fuck she's like my seatbelt, I put that bitch behind me, nigga
  [Chorus: 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 9: Big Gov]
  My timing was perfect, designed to be worshiped
  Like Jesus as a fetus
  Was destined to earn my stripes like Adidas
  Needless to say I'm the sniper
  Pick us off, niggas soft
  While they spitting bars in the middle of a cypher
  I'm from the same hood as Big Meech and Big T
  So miss me with ho shit or end up on this street
  Home of the big three; big cuffs, big guns, big chips
  Where broke niggas get hood rich off of quick flips
  I'm from the city where the bitches even gangster
  Suck a nigga dick, get her robbed, tell 'em thank you
  We don't fuck with you outsiders, learn who to talk to
  Or get stomped for feeling like the man when you walk through
  And I don't even walk around with my chest out
  But know it's drama when you see me with my vest out
  My next route is finding out where you rest at
  Catch you sleep, make the crime scene where you slept at
  And the next cat who disrespect my city on some rap shit
  I'm on his ass like cellulite on a fat bitch
  This shit is drastic and you ain't gotta ask if
  A nigga come disrespectful, he leaving out in a casket
  [Verse 10: Boldy James]
  Detroit VS everybody, that's me against the world
  I might not sell a cop, but who need a brick or girl?
  A thousand grams on my cock, later alligator
  Moist of the aviator, cardi sipping activator
  Never been a punk, faker or a lean whipper
  Steady packing eighters in a one paper king swish
  Concrete, definition of real street nigga
  Whole hood know that I'm the only real D nigga
  That really mean it when you hear me say I am Detroit
  Can hear it in my voice, my fault Em and Royce
  For being four days late turning my verse in
  But me and Ready Rock was in the spot putting that work in
  What was you doing before you ever touched your first ten?
  I was in the streets with my peeps getting them chirps in
  Text me when the work gone, I text him back the work end
  Tryna get my hands on the pack when they first in
  On my Captain Planet I possess earth, wind and fire
  But you being a liar is the worst sin
  Keep throwing rocks at the throne with a glass chin
  I'm still that same nigga on the corner with a half grin
  I never let these niggas use my ears for no trash cans
  Been selling dope for too long, it's time to cash in
  King James, before this rap shit I had street fame
  And the keys to the city on my key chain
  [Chorus: 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 11: Kid Vishis]
  Whoever said Vishis phony, get to know me
  Our hollows'll make a rapper drop the mic, no diss to Joey
  Guns of all sizes, I fire and get smokey
  Riding with the biggest ratchet on the car dash, I call it Khloe
  You think you hard? I think you doughey
  His guts'll fall out looking like someone stuck a knife in a stoagie
  Homie, you owe me your life
  I'm Columbine balling, throwing a stripe
  Wiping you out and bounce like a thief in the night
  I now control machinery, it's like real steel
  Gun ductaped to the tires, that mean I will kill
  They say I'm fooling to 'em
  They asked me for a hot sixteen
  So I lit my notebook on fire and threw it to 'em
  Here's a DeJ Loaf punchline
  I kill your whole family and leave a red trail, that's your bloodline
  Try me, I bust nines
  Stick a clock in his mouth and make him chew
  Yeah, nigga, it's crunch time
  [Verse 12: Big Herk]
  We got them choppers, how a nigga with a knife gon' win?
  Y'all just shooting the breeze, they done let a cyclone in
  This what happen when little mama boys trapped grown men
  Lyrically ahead of my time like the iPhone 10
  And why Detroit always get a bad name?
  My City ready to blow like we hit a gas main
  These niggas thinking they dope, but their shit a tad lame
  Man, their pen and pad game more like Trinidad James
  Fuck you and whoever you run with
  I'm on that BS, I'm still in the middle with dumb shit
  I'm a beast, everything you hear me spit real tight
  Your flow wack, it's out of Egypt, nigga, it's real light
   (get it?)
  I'mma keep it real, niggas can't fuck with me
  It's like I contracted Ebola, they ain't touching me
  Detroit VS Everybody, niggas know we started that
  Now every city all across the world want a part of this
  [Chorus: 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 13: Icewear Vezzo]
  Street niggas smarter than Kwame, bustin' hardbody
  Panamera fold up Porsche, let the car box me
  I know niggas ain't sold shit, they did armed robberies
  Rugrats buying out bottles and playing with old Tommy's
  East side, come to the zone, that's where the lions play
  Young niggas stepping on blow, that's where the tigers stay
  In my hood the first of the month, that shit a holiday
  These cemeteries meet their capacity every fathers day
  Hit a lick, keep all the work, get the stolie back
  Tell a jeweler don't say shit, just get the Rollie checked
  If them niggas bump one lip then get your homies wacked
  I swear that you knew my boss, bitch, I'm Tony Jack
  Real shooters run in the trap with them choppers out
  Heard them niggas bumping their gums, see what they talkin' 'bout
  In a spot with so much syrup, this bitch a waffle house
  Hit the pharma with so many scripts, could buy the doctors out
  [Verse 14: Detroit Che]
  I'm Detroit Che
  I'm as sick as some syphilis,
   sicker than Detroit hate
  If you come knocking then it's trick or treat
  I call up Tricky, load that shit then let that trigger squeeze
  That shit ain't sweet, I'm from the murder mitten
  Never thought my friend would've been a murder victim
  I'm in that van, I want revenge, I'm on some Kendrick shit
  I'm pissed off like a mistle, his dick's soft, he's ticked off, he can't get shit hard
  If you diss my city I will set it off with a motherfucking semi that's bigger than Big Sean
  Our city is Marshall Mathers on Adderall
  You better pray we not mad at all when them gats involved
  With swisher cap, we're flicking your fucking city off
  I'll bust your fucking noggin, you disrespecting my city, dawg
  I'm queen Che been on the throne for a minute
  Before the cypher I've been slicing dice, these hoes will admit it
  Bitch, I'm Slim Shady, we louder than M80's
  No, I'm just playing, hope he hears it, I'm just saying
  I'm a renegade,
   pussy sweeter than lemonade
  You'll never penetrate
  DeJ, tell these bitches to try me, I'mma demonstrate
  Vez, tell them that I got options, I'm a real estate
  On them properties like monopoly
  Detroit VS Everybody, I make a verse versus everybody
  Fuck your city, no fly zone, nigga, it's Detroit Che versus everybody
  Detroit vs everybody, it's Detroit vs everybody
  Fuck your city, no fly zone, nigga, it's my city versus everybody
  [Verse 15: Calicoe]
  (I just have to talk shit for a minute, man
  I have to get in my zone, man, huh
  It's the going, going, back, back to Cali, Cali, to Cali Cali)
  Cali Cali, that's where I get them cheaper at
  Your number like my number, I need a number I can reach you at
  Want my price, then you get a price, I want at least a stack
  You pay my flight, then you pay your flight, I'll meet you back
  Middle man in my own plug, I can teach you that
  Detroit vs everybody, who could compete with that?
  You thinking everybody zips slow cause they got a plug?
  My nigga, everybody zips slow cause I'm showing love
  So whenever you make a flip again just know I'm showing love
  If cash die, I'm on the strip again, just know I'm throwing dubs
  Big roochies on the Michelins, rolling A1 dubs
  Mind on my money, fuck a nigga tryna hold a grudge
  Them crabs in the bucket used to slow me up
  And now I'm sitting at the top and it's lonely as fuck
  Got 20 thousand for my red bottoms
  Cause I was standing in this blood after I headshot 'em, nigga
  [Verse 16: Diezel]
  It's me, bitch
  Mafia captain, OG, bitch
  20 years, been Detroit vs whoever, nigga
  The right hand to the hand that be gettin' niggas
  Goon squad mafia, mobbin'
  For this dirty mothafucka, where it's my home
  And I love this mothafucka
  So I stood on the front line, ready for one time
  Duck some shots, and buck bled for my line
  All for the love of the palm of the dirty glove
  Every hood, every block, nigga one love
  7 mile is the hood where I came up
  Pray the game keep it and get your weight up
  Bitch you better say us when you're talkin' 'bout next
  Detroit niggas stood up when put to the test
  Like what? Nigga, who? What the fuck
  Anybody wanna do? We ain't hear shit
  One army, one city, one sound
  It's Detroit, gon' shut shit down
  It's time to return the king his crown
  Fuck who got next, nigga we got now