[Chorus: Brief Encounter & DJ Thoro]

You're the lyrics of my life

(New D12! Produced by Eminem!)

You're the end of my story

(Yo, Proof! What up, nigga?)

[Verse 1: Proof & DJ Thoro]

You heard Proof, D12, Shady Records all day

New kids nothin', we skippin' through the hallway (Thoro!)

I.F., Sicknotes, B.Z. and Mu

Detroit for life, shit, believe me, it's true

It's easy to do, family before money

The game is so crummy, it's funny

The indus' is unjust until the gun bust

Watch us come up

Stuck got locked, I got robbed

I'm back, what's up?

Bush lost weight, Proof got cake

I spread it at the party, every man down out the gate

Haters say "But they late with the jump off"

We in the game to maintain a reason to jump off, c'mon (Damn!)

[Chorus: Brief Encounter & DJ Thoro]

You're the lyrics of my life

(Man, listen! I told y'all niggas, B! I'm shuttin' shit down, man! Y'all can't see me!)

You're the end of my story

(Stop tryna play the same shit everybody playin'! C'mon!)

[Verse 2: Proof & DJ Thoro]

8 Mile was dope, Obie brought heat

Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street (Haha!)

Jigga showed us the game, Paul, he the same

Wes said "Fuck the fame and watch you change"

1st really love me, 'Matic still learnin'

Em keep somethin' plus he kept the world turnin'

Horny Mac, stop smokin', Proof kept the game open

You know us ride to death, our only slogan

Dream of fuckin' J-Lo, got the hood on a payroll

Lockland and 3rd Precinct screamin' "Free Yayo" (Free that nigga!)

If the beef is set let's squeeze off a tec

And with my last breath still screamin "I.F.", clap wit me, y'all

[Chorus: Brief Encounter, DJ Thoro & Proof]

You're the lyrics of my life

(DJ Thoro! Takin' the streets!)

You're the end of my story

(Get it in ya head, nigga! I'm the best! Believe that!)

(? niggas, 7 Mile niggas, ? niggas, 8 Mile niggas, c'mon, Detroit!)

[Verse 3: Proof & DJ Thoro]

King Gordy brought the pain and Jewels, he fought the lames

Played with the wrong chick, my dick got the flames (Ay!)

I'm not ashamed, this is just a glimpse

Denaun drumlines made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)

Don't listen to the radio, I'm gettin' sick of rap

Only Don Q, GF, Fingers and DJ Zap (Thoro!)

Rest in peace to Candy, Trick Trick is family

Philpot, I love you, nigga, now understand me

Proof shoulda been out

The topic is Diddy and chocolate city

With the realest DJ named Henhouse

King James and Big Willy, man in large is Chris Kelly

Detroit city is comin', y'all, get ready