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Story By Erykah Badu
by Erykah Badu
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Here I am, Miss Badu, not Big Sean
But I don't fuck with you
It's 'cause I'm from the D, the other D
But Detroit has a special place in my heart
Creative, deep, rooted, organic, cosmic, fantastic, futuristic, ancient, musical
When I think of Detroit, I think of these things
There something in that dirty water that gives it its flavor
There's an invisible intelligence that runs though the streets like an underground rooting system
Millions and billions of memory of atoms of all of the beautiful music that has been created there
And I've seen it evolve into things only felt in the heart, I know this to be true
Thank you Berry Gordy, for that little house
Thank you Stevie Wonder for always calling me and reminding me that it is there, that thing
I always long to reconnect with it when I lose my way musically
Thank you J Dilla for your peculiar, peculiar intelligence
Yeah, Detroit just has a magic, and I know it to be true
Not Big Sean, but I don't fuck with you
Live from Badubotron, Nubian phenomenon
Detroit, where the Nubians grow
Here I am, Miss Badu, not Big Sean
But I don't fuck with you
It's 'cause I'm from the D, the other D
But Detroit has a special place in my heart
Creative, deep, rooted, organic, cosmic, fantastic, futuristic, ancient, musical
When I think of Detroit, I think of these things
There something in that dirty water that gives it its flavor
There's an invisible intelligence that runs though the streets like an underground rooting system
Millions and billions of memory of atoms of all of the beautiful music that has been created there
And I've seen it evolve into things only felt in the heart, I know this to be true
Thank you Berry Gordy, for that little house
Thank you Stevie Wonder for always calling me and reminding me that it is there, that thing
I always long to reconnect with it when I lose my way musically
Thank you J Dilla for your peculiar, peculiar intelligence
Yeah, Detroit just has a magic, and I know it to be true
Not Big Sean, but I don't fuck with you
Live from Badubotron, Nubian phenomenon
Detroit, where the Nubians grow
