Heaven - Uncle Kracker

If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna 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 C?
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 wanna 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
Wanna 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 fuck