Assassins
 
 Muggs
 
 Soul Assassins
 
  
  I'm stranded off School Craft Avenue, I gotta make it to 8
 
 This bitch I'm with, she bein fake
 
 I get out her car without a strand in my pocket
 
 She force a nigga to walk through the land of this hot shit
 
 It's cold as fuck but wait
 
 It's a full moon so it's a little easy to navigate
 
 I'm walkin up Greenfield with no thriller with me
 
 Fresh as fuck, niggaz come and get me
 
 Buses ain't workin, crackheads lurkin
 
 Know them stick up niggaz wanna murk me and
 
 I reach Grand River, cats ridin by with they eyes on a nigga
 
 I cross the light and hear them tires squeal
 
 U-Turn, they came back ill
 
 No talkin, the gun started sparkin
 
 Popo got to chalkin
  
 
 Nigga if I made it to 8 Mile, you wouldn't understand the D
 
 So I'ma reincarnate Obie
 
 Put the same life in a different situation
 
 Show you motherfuckers what a nigga facin
  
 
 So I reach Finkel Ave., I'm mad as fuck now
 
 A nigga shoulda stuck with that bitch
 
 My down coat ain't as fluffy and thick
 
 And crackheads rushin me for bones to hit
 
 I say "I don't got them flavors man, I'm straight"
 
 But raw heads like to hate
 
 I'm tryna make it to the next Ave., Puritan, PA
 
 Them same fiends goin Obie way
 
 I turn down, niggaz followin
 
 I walk faster, niggaz get to joggin
 
 Look again and them 'heads get to hollerin
 
 Stab me in the abdomen, Rambo dagger me
 
 Put me out there, Greenfield massacre
 
 Strip me ass naked, fiends is even reckless
 
 Detroit nigga, crackheads keep weapons
 
 Look at your life precious, it's hectic
  
 
 I cross Mack nickels, a nigga straight
 
 That's why I BS on the grind chasin cake
 
 Niggaz ain't shifty tonight, flippin white
 
 So I "Blow" past them like Johnny Depp's life
 
 I reach 7 Mile, it's already trouble
 
 A drunk nigga smashed up a couple
 
 Bodies in half, shit
 
 I ain't gawkin, I'm tryna get my ass on the Ave
 
 8 Mile so close, but what do ya know
 
 The nigga fled the scene who killed those folks
 
 Witness point like I know that coat
 
 Like I'm the one that splattered those people on the pole
 
 Family members runnin up on the O
 
 Police can't detain him, guns start aimin
 
 Ain't shit changin nigga, my brain's hangin
 
 You wouldn't know the D if I met my destination