“Meat cleaver, leave a gas in a bitches ass/See her dreams of being an R&B singer diva/Leave her face, cut her from the waist/Ah man what a waste, of a pretty face/And this place ain’t just safe, it’s just straight gangsta/It ain’t just New York or L.A. that pains no more/There’s Latin Coun’ Kings here/Southside, four, East Side and Gansen/Nuthin but ganglands and, spray paint cans/And when that van rolls up, man they ain’t glancing/That window rolls down and that tre-eight’s dancing/And them shooters don’t miss, homie they hate chancing/Straight for the dome and it’s vacate fast and/Get the fuck outta dodge ‘fore that blue Dodge flashing/Red and blue lights, no ambulance, you got flattened/And this was not supposed to be no Detroit anthem/But just so ya know, if ya see them D-Boys passing”

-Eminem, “There They Go”