We Run Detroit - Kid Vishis, Royce 5'9

Nigga, they call me El Presidente, top brash

Nigga 'cause I spaz, plus I got cash

Plus I pop tags, I got the cops mad

'Cause I’m sick and the Glock got the hot flash

You ain’t go no arms, then how can you try to reach me

Being I’m the bomb, I’m probably out of your reach then

Seeing I’m the song that y’all will probably repeat when

Me and microphones is rocking the kind to beast it

My and my cajones can drop and try to keep shit

Locked in the streets with bitches that trying to key shit

Nickel been a beast since niggas was popping peace shit

Wearing polka-dots and rocking Islamic pieces

Why should I compete then?

We’re living to die

Compare me to a disease, who’s sicker than I?

I can tell if he new to the league or if he a star

I developed the unit in G’s like 50 and Sha

We run Detroit

Royce 5'9″

I run Detroit

Big shoutout to the whole Showoff crew