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If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I don't go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a soon stay
If ain't got no 8 mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake
It be about the same to me
It would be the same to me

city from the Aretha to Aliyah
To Bob Segar to Joe
N' his an now on me
the mic of over achievers
Smokin' cops bottom feeders
And parking meters a bunch of bad
In the mad and tattoos
So think twice before you pass

Or get clapped through crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride, or you for your shirt
I did it in the Bronx, I did it in
And you can see me do it, do it down in New
Fat backs and greens I'm a scene of
You'll be picking all teeth up off the fucking pavement
Is that Kracker with a C? No Kracker a K
Kracker motherfucker all day
You could take south but that's a real rough route
You'll get found face down with your pockets out

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a stay home
If they ain't got no 8 mile they do up in the D
Just send me to or Salt Lake city
It would be about the to me
It would be about the to me

My is Cowboy
My is Cowboy
I'm, I'm, I'm goin'

Back in the motherfuckin' saddle wanna Kid Rock
your up shits creek without a paddle
I'm no tattle 'cause I do not
I lick slits n' drop cock n' twas spit
I like hick's n' mix hits for flam
And that's what you call droppin'

Got a head dick with a 30 odd 6
And from a yards I'll hit ya right in the lips, shit
wanna talk about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my diamonds
I climbin' but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whinini', rhymin' son of a bitch
I'm the son of a shotguns cry
And I'm the only MC that'll die
if it's real you'll feel it, so check for the name
Or for the dog with the fade in the chain, yeah

If ain't a lot like Detroit, I don't wanna go
If Heaven a lot like Detroit, I'd just a soon stay home
If ain't got no 8 mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Lake city
It would be the same to me
It would be about the to me

Kracker, Kracker, Kracker,
Kracker, Kracker, Kracker,

Kracker's the name X in size
And I reside on the where the sun rise
See I'll never be touched because I'm out of
Call me Kracker just be fuckin' up like bleach
in my division I got bitches on file
From the Mississippi river on back to Belle
I got style but it show
I got love for Detroit than you'll ever know

I know cats that sling crack and cats that
Cats that beer bottles over baseball caps
Cats get drunk and like to spark up skull
Cats that keep sawed offs chillin' up in the
and 4 4's n' scoops n' blow and fuck fay go bitch
We pound of Stroh's
We run the mitten from the way up to the farms
That's why we got fuckin' D's tattooed on our arms

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a stay home
If they got no 8 mile like they do up in the D
Just me to Hell or Salt Lake city
It be about the same to me
It would be the same to me