Strapped Jaylib (Ft. Guilty Simpson)

[Intro: Guilty Simpson]
Yeah, (uh huh, uh huh) Guilty Simpson
We're bringin' this one home for the D (J Dilla!)
Detroit City, there’s nothin’ like us
(What’s goin’ down?)
(Real)… yo!

[Verse 1: Guilty Simpson]
I sit on the end at the movies and let my feet stick out
Any nigga with a problem get his teeth chipped out
Fuck around and get your fleet picked out
My nina ross is like window defrost when this heat kick out (out!)
Bring your heater when you come to the D
That’s why the invitation reads B.Y.O.G
Beyond focus, graduated from the ranks of hopeless
Great shot, my gun scopeless
It’s Detroit’s turn, sit back and learn
While we kick back and yearn
Sip 'gnac and burn the best weed
You wanna challenge my theory, my nigga, let’s bleed
Turn the Great Lakes into the Red Seas
I smell the bitch in you niggas from here
I’m in your face so I’m positive you’re hearin’ me clear (yeah!)
It's our year, there will be no fakin’
So you pussy niggas should consider relocation