If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just a soon stay home

If they ain't got no eight mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
It would be about the same to me
It would be about the same to me

Detroit City from Aretha to Aaliyah
To Bob Segar to Joe Louis n' his arena, now me
Paradime' the mic of overachievers
Smokin' sewer caps bottom feeders parkin' meters
A bunch of bad dudes in the mad brew tattoos
So think twice before you p*** through

Or get clapped through whack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride or take you for your shirt
I did it in the Bronx, I did in in Queens
You can see me do it, do it, down in New Orleans

Fat backs, greens I'm the scene of amazement
You'll be pickin' all your teeth up from the ***kin' pavement
Is that Kracker with a C, no Kracker with a K
Kracker mother ***ker [Incomprehensible]all goddamn day
You could take Gratiot south, but that's a real rough route
You'll get found face down with your pockets hangin' out

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just a soon stay home

If they ain't got no eight mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
It would be about the same to me
It would be about the same to me

My name is, my name is, I'm going platinum
Back up in the mother ***kin' saddle
You wanna battle Kid rock *****
Your up ****s, creek without a paddle

I'm no tattle because I do not snitch
I lick ****s n' drop **** n' ****s that spit
I spit like hicks make hit's for flom
N' that's what you call droppin' bombs

Got a bullet head **** with a thirty aught six
From a thousand yards I'll hit ya right in the lip ****
Mother***ker's wanna talk about shinin'
Here's four fingers kiss my ***kin' diamonds

I keep climbin', but these charts ain't ****
I'm a whinin', linin', rhymin', son of a *****
I'm the son of Shotguns unsung cry
N' I'm the only MC that'll never die
'Cause if it's real you'll feel it so check for the name
Or look for the dog with the fade in the chain, yeah

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just a soon stay home

If they ain't got no eight mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
It would be about the same to me
It would be about the same to me

Kracker's the name, double X in size
N' I reside on the side were the sun rise
See I'll never be touched because I'm outta reach
Call me Kracker just be ***kin' up spots like bleach

Worst in my division I got *****es on the file
From the Mississippi River on back to Belle Isle
I got style, but it doesn't show
I got more love for Detroit then you'll ever know

I know cats that sling crack n' cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottles over baseball caps
Cats that get drunk like to spark up skull cats
They keep sawed off chillin' up in the trunks

*****s an 44's, scoops n' blow n' ***k faygo *****
We pound cans of Stroh's
We run the mitten from the river way up to the farms
That's why we get these ***kin d's tattooed on our arms

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just a soon stay home

If they ain't got no eight mile like they do up in the D
Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
It would be about the same to me
It would be about the same to me