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

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

Or get clapped through wack crews get
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 in New Orleans
Fat backs and greens I'm a scene of
You'll be picking all your teeth up off the pavement
Is that with a C? No Kracker with a K
motherfucker all goddamn day
You take gratiot south but that's a real rough route
You'll get found face down with your hangin' out

If ain't a lot like Detroit, I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a soon stay
If they got no 8 mile 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

My is Cowboy
My is Cowboy
I'm, I'm, I'm platinum

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

Got a head dick with a 30 odd 6
And from a thousand I'll hit ya right in the lips, shit
Motherfuckers talk about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my fuckn'
I keep but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whinini', linin' son of a bitch
I'm the son of a shotguns cry
And I'm the MC that'll never die
'Cause if 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 they ain't got no 8 mile like do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake
It would be about the 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 side the sun rise
See I'll never be touched I'm out of reach
Call me Kracker just be fuckin' up spots bleach
Worst in my division I got on file
From the Mississippi river on back to Isle
I got style but it doesn't
I got love for Detroit than you'll ever know

I know cats that crack and cats that scrap
Cats that bust bottles over baseball caps
Cats that get drunk and like to up skull
Cats that keep sawed chillin' up in the trunk
Whores and 4 4's n' scoops n' blow and fay go bitch
We pound of Stroh's
We run the mitten the river 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 don't 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 Lake city
It be about the same to me
It be about the same to me