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If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot 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 or Salt Lake city
It would be about the to me
It would be about the to me

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

Or get clapped wack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride, or take you for 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 I'm a scene of amazement
be picking all your teeth up off the fucking pavement
Is that Kracker with a C? No Kracker a K
Kracker all goddamn day
You could take south but that's a real rough route
You'll get found down with your pockets hangin' 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 ain't got no 8 mile like they do up in the D
send me to Hell or Salt Lake city
It would be about the to me
It be about the same to me

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

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

Got a bullet head dick a 30 odd 6
And a thousand yards I'll hit ya right in the lips, shit
wanna talk about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my diamonds
I keep climbin' but charts ain't shit
I'm a whinini', linin' son of a bitch
I'm the son of a unsung cry
And I'm the only MC never die
'Cause if it's real you'll feel it, so for the name
Or look for the dog with the in the chain, yeah

If Heaven ain't a lot Detroit, I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a stay home
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 the same to me
It would be the same 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 touched because I'm out of
Call me Kracker just be fuckin' up spots like
Worst in my division I got on file
From the river on back to Belle Isle
I got style but it doesn't
I got more love for Detroit than you'll know

I know that sling crack and cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottles baseball caps
Cats get drunk and like to spark up skull
Cats that sawed offs chillin' up in the trunk
Whores and 4 4's n' scoops n' blow and fay go bitch
We cans of Stroh's
We run the mitten from the river way up to the
That's why we got these 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 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 be about the same to me
It be about the same to me