Welcome to the Mitten

(Chorus)
We're 3 Worlds Apart screamin welcome to the mitten
If you can't stand the heat then get the fuck up out the kitchen
You need a dope rhyme? Well we're fittin the description
Just get your hands up and represent it for the mitten
Cuz, we're everything that your catalog is missin
We've been around forever so the fact we're dope's a given
The whole landscape of Michigan hip hop is shiftin
We're 3 Worlds Apart screamin welcome to the mitten

(Rick the Raconteur)
Welcome to Michigan, so where do I begin?
Our Pigs are Blind and our lakes have no comparison
Music as notable as the late George Harrison
And the cars we manufacture are straight up American
We turn prized Wolverines right into Presidents
Held Magic in our palms and our skyhooks are heaven sent
Party like rockstars, much to our own detriment
And when we give you Red Wings, you wish that you stayed celibate
Fab Five with styles sweeter than a Sour Patch
Lost all my damn cash on grass at the Hash Bash
This glove has finger prints that don't fade like common sense
Ann Arbor state of mind, blowin smoke from my esophagus
(Versatai) All we're tryin to do is represent for our metropolis
And don't worry about the rapture, homie, we'll decide the apocalypse
Tired of these rappers in and out like an accordion
You wanna commit suicide, you shoulda called Kevorkian

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(Versatai)
The definition of mitten rippage, I'm scriptin exquisite writtens
A purely unadulterated Sex Pistol, like Sid the Vicious
I'm more delicious than a beer from Bell's Brewery
And I'm a Saint that's got this on Lock, like up in Sault Marie
Michigan is Erie cuz we claim to be Superior
We're not from either side, we just hold down the interior
Detroit had come to terms, they're infested with Rodman Worms
With more punches in my Palace than Artest or Thomas Hearns
A huge ego, I need aerial shots, so fly the blimp out
And when I die my burial plot is inside the Big House
I belong among the best like my name was Cobb or Trammell
Build a statue to my greatness too, that's so monumental
The game's changing, while others pretend to refine
I'm craftin inventions like Henry Ford's assembly line
We're smooth sailing through rough waters, and roll through all the lands
You wanna know where I'm from? I can show you on my....hand

(chorus)

(Randall Brian)
*sings*