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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 they ain't got no 8 mile like do up in the D
send me to Hell or Salt Lake city
It would be about the 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
Paradise the mic of achievers
Smokin' sewer bottom feeders
And parking a bunch of bad dudes
In the mad and tattoos
So think before you pass through

Or get clapped wack crews 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 greens I'm a scene of
You'll be picking all your teeth up off the fucking
Is Kracker with a C? No Kracker with a K
Kracker motherfucker all day
You could take gratiot south but that's a real rough
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 stay home
If they ain't got no 8 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 the same to me

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

Back in the motherfuckin' saddle wanna battle Kid
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 like hick's n' mix hits for
And that's what you call bombs

Got a bullet dick with a 30 odd 6
And from a yards I'll hit ya right in the lips, shit
Motherfuckers wanna talk shining
Here's four kiss my fuckn' diamonds
I keep climbin' but these charts shit
I'm a whinini', rhymin' son of a bitch
I'm the son of a unsung cry
And I'm the only MC never die
'Cause if real you'll feel it, so check for the name
Or look for the dog with the fade in the chain,

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

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

the name double X in size
And I reside on the side where the sun
See I'll never be touched because I'm out of
Call me Kracker be fuckin' up spots like bleach
in my division I got bitches on file
From the Mississippi river on back to Isle
I got style but it doesn't
I got more love for than you'll ever know

I know cats that sling and cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottles baseball caps
that get drunk and like to spark up skull
Cats that sawed offs chillin' up in the trunk
and 4 4's n' scoops n' blow and fuck fay go bitch
We pound cans of
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 don't go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a soon stay
If they ain't got no 8 like 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