"Echinopsis Peruviana" lyrics

"Echinopsis Peruviana"

Okay, just touch down? Okay

Welcome to Detroit where they starve and you shinin'
Get your pockets ripped off like Pastor Marvin Winans
Sittin' down in the spot all the time we be grindin'
Feel like KRS-One, boy, I'm criminal-minded

Yo, welcome to Detroit where these niggas kick in your door
All we got is titty bars, on every corner's a liquor store
And somebody in your family been convicted of sellin' dope
And the church's all abandoned, preacher gave up on sellin' hope
Imported from Detroit, every vehicle that you drive
In the Motor City, Murder City, barely can stay alive
They killed RoboCop, all we really got is our pride
So ain't nowhere you can run to if you tryin' to hide

Welcome to Detroit where they starve and you shinin'
Get your pockets ripped off like Pastor Marvin Winans
Sittin' down in the spot all the time we be grindin'
Feel like KRS-One, boy, I'm criminal-minded

I was hittin' gas at [?], that's how the shit go
I swear to God that's what I keep the full clip for
Walk in to buy my gas, he's standing by the chips
If you try to rob me, I'ma hit him with the full clip
The preacher walked in, looking all reckless
Holmes walking through the jungle with a pork chop necklace on
By the time I pump my gas and sip my Aquafina
They was on his ass like a pack of wild hyenas

Don't get your pockets ripped of
Don't get your pockets ripped of
Don't get your pockets ripped of
He got his pockets ripped off

Welcome to Detroit where rappers ain't got no record deals
A rap battle usually ends with some rapper getting killed
We squatting in this house, hell nah we ain't payin' bills
Foreclose on my home, I live next door to a vacant field

Ain't that a bitch? In a burnt-up house
In a burnt-up house, a vacant field
Right here where the kids at, they sell the kush at this spot
With these kids out here, and two more burnt-up houses

7 Mile, better pile, these niggas is reckless
Niggas smoking blunts and drinking Hennessy for breakfast
Welcome to Detroit where niggas ain't got shit to lose
You turn on the TV, and all you see is bad news

Welcome to Detroit where they starve and you shinin'
Get your pockets ripped off like Pastor Marvin Winans
Sittin' down in the spot all the time we be grindin'
Feel like KRS-One, boy, I'm criminal-minded

And the D must stand for Devil, devious and demonic
Esham, God, Allah, bow down like Islamics
A lot of people can't stomach, to live here make 'em vomit
If Wall Street was in Detroit, the stock market would plummet
I advise you not to visit 'cause you really don't want it
Old train station full of dead bodies is haunted
So welcome to Detroit, stay the fuck up out Detroit
Get high and don't die in Detroit, say goodbye to Detroit

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
I gotta get the fuck up out Detroit
Detroit, Detroit, Detroit


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