Lyrics Mon amie De'troit - Tall Black Guy, Ozay Moore

Mon amie De'troit

Motown city, Motown
Motown city, Motown
Motown city, Motown
Growing up
Pops' paid homage to
They’d be part of my upbringing it’s like i knew
Taught 'em how to entertain as an entrepreneur
She had a magic bottle
So many doctors pursue
We were
She was in a great lace
Statement in Michigan for music is a connoisseur
As a motor store
As a lion as a tiger
There’s a picturesque red wing
That’s what we called her
A woman of culture
Cultural woman
Who showed us the music our parents made babies to
Well love is a movie
And everybody feeling universal
Though she get bad press the visitive is crucial
See the multifaceted brilliance embodied in the piece of land
Where factories failed her children for decades
Let’s say she’s transitioning
Her best days still ahead
And hearts beating even though she got chest pains
She has produced
Pioneers throughout her years of fruit
Mon Amie De’troit
You’ve done lived the truth
Though you’ve been abused
We believe in you
Motown city, Motown
Motown city, Motown
And through a few chain of events she called on me
To summon my assistance in sheperding her offspring
The babies are suffering from neglect
Through the greed and the facilitators checques
Stealing her offering
Set aside and build a future for the youth
And put programmes
And show plans of progress in the schools
Yeah, she’s looking worn
If the dress is what she wears
Then her neighborhoods are torn
Then her garments' looking tattered
By dilapidated houses now the norm
So on and so on
You’ve heard it all before
But that’s all they believe to go on
See the ones who love their mama
Not only rep her but they respect her
By fixing her breakfast and tidying up the lawn
Holding her by the arm to help her through times scorn
Talking about her beauty and her charm not gone
Doing something to improve the quality of life she’s living
Cos that’ll be what determines if she’s gon' live on