Ft. Joell Ortiz & Joey Bada$$

(Hook)
Tell em if they want it, they can come get that (static)
I swear I luv my city, I just want a lil (static)
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready fo' that (static)
Detroit verse Everybody

(Verse: Joell Ortiz)
This is NY vs. whoever, and my verses said it
I'll make sure they remember why I'm first
We've been big foreva, Biggie Smalls, Big Pun, Big L
Big ass coat with the feathers inside
Shirts with the lumber print
Construction Timbs in the summer
Takin' couple sips, remove yo fronts when that blunt is lit
I come from this, young and dip stumblin' through the tunnel
Hip flex spinnin', wyle out, niggas get cut and shitted
It's nothing, it's New York, you gotta monitor your upper lip
Or niggas will hook through the monitors, them rubber grip
Fifths have been sounding like the forths on October 6th
Rolling three numbers, cut the bag and throw anotha lick
My arm strong, tissue on top of the tick
Double that Armstrong, and Vipedo, where have we gone wrong?
We used to let our nuts hang
Now our pants fit like long johns
Them Jebows have plenty of leg room
I had the heat name my cams like LeBron's _____(?)
Push yo hairline back, drama gave me a hard on
Shoot at yo feet, how you dancin' like Diddy before the Sean John
Put off for my city and leave this song on

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Joey Bada$$)
The epidemy of greatness
State stiff me and my niggas bout to make shift
Basses fill the rhythm and the cadence
Got no time for hate statements
They try to keep the biz cage stand
That's why we ragin'
Sittin' on some heat that could prolly melt a glacier
Fireman couldn't even come out in these places
They know the element, they wanna know where the hell I've been
Tryna put the fire out that king bag deafening(?!)
Feelin' like a mouse in a house full of elephants
Niggas run their mouth but they're never this eloquent
I definitely see you with your bitch, but she represent me
She wanna kick it with a beast ____(?) president
Popped out from a white pessimist
Said she tryna giggy with a couple black nemesis 
'Course they got bars and a lot in these sectors-es
All these bitches jail-bait, keep your guard up, for hell's sake
Open up the cell gates, cell block 3, I see eye like GI
Commander and chief, don't ask me why I be, I
More verse and more homies from the beat high

(Outro)
Statik Selektah, like, I don't even know who he is
For the record, you don't want this type of static in your life
(Showoff! Showoff!)
For the record, you don't want this type of static in your life!