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

Detroit from the Aretha to Aliyah
To Bob to Joe Louis
N' his an now on me
Paradise the mic of over
Smokin' sewer cops feeders
And meters a bunch of bad dudes
In the mad brew and
So twice before you pass through

Or get through wack crews get hurt
We can you for a ride, or take 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 of amazement
You'll be all your teeth up off the fucking pavement
Is that Kracker a C? No Kracker with a K
motherfucker all goddamn day
You could gratiot south but that's a real rough route
You'll get found face down with your pockets out

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

My name is
My name is
I'm, I'm, I'm goin'

Back in the motherfuckin' saddle battle Kid Rock
Bitch your up shits without a paddle
I'm no 'cause I do not snitch
I lick slits n' cock n' twas that spit
I spit like n' mix hits for flam
And that's what you call bombs

Got a bullet dick with a 30 odd 6
And from a thousand yards hit ya right in the lips, shit
Motherfuckers wanna talk shining
Here's four kiss my fuckn' diamonds
I keep climbin' but these 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 never die
if it's real you'll feel it, so check for the name
Or look for the dog the fade in the chain, yeah

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

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

Kracker's the double X in size
And I on the side where the sun rise
See I'll never be because I'm out of reach
Call me Kracker just be fuckin' up spots like
Worst in my division I got on file
From the Mississippi river on back to Belle
I got style but it doesn't
I got love for Detroit than you'll ever know

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

If ain't a lot like Detroit, I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd a soon 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 the same to me
It would be about the to me