Intro (Detroit State of Mind) lyrics

[DJ Travesty]

(Inhales smoke)
Yo what's good out there in the streets, it's your boy DJ Travesty
Holding my n*gga D Brown down
My n*gga locked up right now but you already know he in a Detroit state of mind right now
And we on that grind
So, sit back, light a blunt, pop a bottle, whatever
Whatever you do, sit back, get high, and listen to my man's Detroit state of mind
D Brown let's do it

[Danny Brown]

I could've sworn I seen the motherf*cker in my cell, going through my personal [assets?]
His fingers, fingering my cigarettes
Came out like nothing was happening, whistling his tune
So I mushed his ass like move motherf*cker make room!
Ay! Ain't that my cigarette hanging off the tip of your lip?
I ain't even give him a chance for his confession
Just leveled his ass with all that aggression
Lefts, rights, to the [dolex?]
Hahahaha!
Foots to the chest, uppercuts to the grill
I'm like, "Kill!"
He's like, "Chill!"
Take that! For.. for me even being in this place!
Take that! For that f*cking C.O baton across my face
Feel that! For that lawyer who ain't give two f*cks about me
And feel this! feel this! For me being enslaved by poverty... Motherf*cker
Give me them damn cigarettes
Oh these is Marlboros, I don't smoke these