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Heaven by Uncle Krackerالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't want to go
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I'd just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no 8 mile
Like they do 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 an now on me
Paradime the mic of overachievers
Smokin' sewer cops bottom feeders
and parking meters
A bunch of bad dude in the mad brew and tattoos
So think twice before you pass through
Or get clapped through wack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride or take you for your shirt
I did it in the Bronx, I did it in Queens
And you can see me do it, down in New Orleans
Fat backs n greens I'm a scene of amazement
You'll be picking all your teeth up off the fucking pavement
Is that Kracker with a see?
Naw Kracker with a K!
Kracker mother fucker all god damn 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 want to go
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I'd just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no 8 mile
Like they do 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 Cowboy
My Name is Cowboy
I'm I'm I'm goin' Platinum
Back in the mother fuckin' saddle
want to battle Kid Rock bitch your up shit's creek
without a paddle
I'm no tattle cause I do not snitch
I lick clits n' drop cock n' twats that spit
I spit like hick's n' mix hits for Flom
And that's what you call droppin' bombs
Got a bullet head a dick with a 30 odd 6
And from a thousand yards I'll hit ya right in the lips....shit
Motherfuckers wamma talk about shinin'
Here's four fingers, kiss my fuckin' diamonds
I keep climbin' but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whinin, linin', rhymin' son of a bitch
I'm the song of a shotguns unsung cry
And 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...yeahhhhhhh!
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't want to go
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I'd just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no 8 mile
Like they do 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 (8X)
Kracker's the name, double X in size
An' I reside on the side where the sun rise
See I'll never be touched, cause I'm outta reach
Call me Kracker just be fuckin' up spots like bleach
Worst in my division, I got bitches on file
From the Mississippi river on back to Belle Isle
I got style but it doesn't show
I got more love for Detroit than you'll ever know
I I I I know cats that sling
Crack n' cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottles over baseball caps
Cats that get drunk and like to spark up skull
Cats that keep sawed off's chillin' up in the trunk trunk trunk
Whores an' 4 4's n' scoops n' blow
And fuck Faygo bitch we pound cans of Stroh's
We run the mitten from the river way up to the farms
That's why we got these fuckin D's tattooed on our arms
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't want to go
If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I'd just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no 8 mile
Like they do 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

Writer : OLSON, KENNY/RITCHIE, ROBERT J/SHAFER, MATTHEW
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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