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

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

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

If Heaven 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 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 is Cowboy
I'm, I'm, I'm platinum

Back in the saddle wanna battle Kid Rock
your up shits creek 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 droppin' bombs

Got a bullet head dick a 30 odd 6
And from a thousand yards I'll hit ya right in the lips,
Motherfuckers wanna about shining
four fingers kiss my fuckn' 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 that'll die
'Cause if it's real you'll feel it, so check for the
Or look for the dog with the in the chain, yeah

If Heaven 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 ain't got no 8 mile they do up in the D
send me to Hell or Salt Lake city
It be about the same to me
It be about the same to me

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

Kracker's the double X in size
And I reside on the side where the sun
See I'll never be touched I'm out of reach
me Kracker just be fuckin' up spots like bleach
Worst in my division I got on file
From the Mississippi on back to Belle Isle
I got style but it show
I got more love for Detroit than you'll know

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

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