Made In The Mitten


Michigan Artist Marketplace for All Things Michigan Pride


We are a Michigan Artisan Market shipping all over the world to give you a piece of home wherever you are! We carry only Michigan Made products, and we only purchase our supplies from Michigan companies when making our own products.


Oh, cold wind, concrete breath Midwest don't make stars, we make survivors Made in the mid-n-mid-n, made in the mid-n, cold in my soul Raised by the wind to turn diamonds from coal from flinch to the deep We don't bend, we don't fold If you made it from here, then you already know Made in the mid-n, pressure built pride Snow in my lungs, but I'm still alive No fairy tales, just streets and coal Michigan raised the survivor, you fold Snow in the alley, breath turned to smoke Basement built hustle, learned pain from the coal No silver spoons, just cracks in the wall Dating family lessons, trust nobody at all Rust on the factories, ghosts in the plants Mid-west survival, never had a chance We don'talk loud, we move and respect Every scar earned, every move a check Nine-nine rows with the weight on my back East side nights with the wolves all adept We don't glamorize pain, we just live through it Born in the struggle, don't flinch, we true too Made in the mid-n, cold in my soul Raised by the wind to turn diamonds from coal from flinch to the deep We don't bend, we don't fold If you made it from here, then you already know I was born in the pressure, baptized and grind Flint water veins, Detroit stayed a mine I don't rap cute, I rap survival Michigan women built for the rivalry Ice in my stare, fire in tone Say my name once, whole room gone cold I don't need fear, I demand respect Stepping my lane, I collect what's left No shortcuts, taking no mercy shown Hot carry my city, wherever I roam They underestimate, to the damage done Made in the mid-n, yeah, I'm one of them ones Made in the mid-n, scars in my skin Every loss taught me how to win Cold hearted focus, still in my soul Michigan pressure made me this cold made killers, silence made kings We don't flash trophies, we bury things Pain taught patience, win a tough fight Long dark days, even longer nights I don't chase waves, I honor the cold Midwest heavy, let the basics blow From frozen streets to the mic, got best Made in the mid-n, nothing less If they asked where I'm from, I point to my chest This ain't pretend, this survival stress No industry lies, no cost

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Wed 12:00 PM - 06:00 PM
Thu 12:00 PM - 06:00 PM
Fri 12:00 PM - 07:00 PM
Sat 12:00 PM - 07:00 PM
Sun 11:00 AM - 03:00 PM