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Heaven (Explicit LP Version)

๐Ÿ‘ค Uncle Kracker โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Double Wide โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:19
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โฑ๏ธ 4:19 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just as 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 and now me
Paradime the mic of overachievers
Smokin sewer caps bottom feeders and parking meters
A bunch of bad dudes in the Mad Brew and tattoos
So think twice before you pass 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 it in Queens
And you can see me do it, do it, down in New Orleans
Fatbacks and greens
I'm the scene of amazement

You'll be picking all your teeth up from the fuckin pavement
Is that Kracker with a C
No Kracker with a K
Kracker mother fucker all God damn day
You could take Gratiot south, but that's a really rough route
You'll get found face down with your pockets hanging 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

Kid Rock, Kid Rock
I'm going platinum
Back up in the mother fuckin saddle
You wanna battle Kid Rock bitch
Your up shit's creek without a paddle
I'm no tattle because I do not snitch

I lick clits n' drop cock n' twats that spit
I spit like hicks and make hit's for Flom
And that's what you call droppin bombs
Got a bullet-head dick with a thirty aught six
And from a thousand yards, I'll hit ya right in the lips shit
Motherfucker's wanna talk about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my fuckin diamonds

I keep climbing, but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whining, linin, rhymin, son of a bitch
I'm the son of 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
If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I don't wanna go

If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
I just as 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
Kracker's the name double X in size
And I reside on the side where the sunrise
See I'll never be touched because I'm outta reach
Call me Kracker just be fuckin up spots like bleach
Worst in my division I got bitches 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 than you'll ever know
I know cats that sling crack and cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottles over baseball caps
Cats that get drunk and like to spark up skull cats
They keep sawed off chillin' up in the trunks
Whores an 44's, scoops n' blow Faygo bitch
We pound cans of Stroh's

We run the mitten from the river way up to the farms
That's why we get these fuckin 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 as 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

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:13.02] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[00:15.10] I don't wanna go
[00:17.63] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[00:21.13] I just as soon stay home
[00:23.18] If they ain't got no Eight Mile
[00:25.99] Like they do up in the D
[00:28.31] Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
[00:31.42] It would be about the same to me
[00:33.73] It would be about the same to me
[00:41.73] Detroit City
[00:43.00] From Aretha to Aaliyah
[00:44.80] To Bob Segar to
[00:45.96] Joe Louis n' his arena and now me
[00:48.16] Paradime the mic of overachievers
[00:49.65] Smokin sewer caps bottom feeders and parking meters
[00:52.32] A bunch of bad dudes in the Mad Brew and tattoos
[00:54.97] So think twice before you pass through
[00:57.21] Or get clapped through whack crews get hurt
[01:00.53] We can take you for a ride
[01:02.05] Or take you for your shirt
[01:03.65] I did it in the Bronx, I did it in Queens
[01:06.51] And you can see me do it, do it, down in New Orleans
[01:08.65] Fatbacks and greens
[01:10.58] I'm the scene of amazement
[01:11.04] You'll be picking all your teeth up from the fuckin pavement
[01:14.06] Is that Kracker with a C
[01:14.96] No Kracker with a K
[01:16.19] Kracker mother fucker all God damn day
[01:19.22] You could take Gratiot south, but that's a really rough route
[01:21.26] You'll get found face down with your pockets hanging out
[01:26.28] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[01:27.85] I don't wanna go
[01:30.66] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[01:33.20] I just a soon stay home
[01:35.77] If they ain't got no Eight Mile
[01:38.43] Like they do up in the D
[01:41.11] Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
[01:44.28] It would be about the same to me
[01:46.56] It would be about the same to me
[01:49.52] Kid Rock, Kid Rock
[01:53.70] I'm going platinum
[01:55.75] Back up in the mother fuckin saddle
[01:57.62] You wanna battle Kid Rock bitch
[01:58.78] Your up shit's creek without a paddle
[02:01.12] I'm no tattle because I do not snitch
[02:03.37] I lick clits n' drop cock n' twats that spit
[02:05.48] I spit like hicks and make hit's for Flom
[02:08.99] And that's what you call droppin bombs
[02:11.47] Got a bullet-head dick with a thirty aught six
[02:14.21] And from a thousand yards, I'll hit ya right in the lips shit
[02:16.53] Motherfucker's wanna talk about shining
[02:18.42] Here's four fingers kiss my fuckin diamonds
[02:20.21] I keep climbing, but these charts ain't shit
[02:23.48] I'm a whining, linin, rhymin, son of a bitch
[02:26.01] I'm the son of shotguns unsung cry
[02:28.66] And I'm the only MC that'll never die
[02:31.36] Cause if it's real you'll feel it so check for the name
[02:34.36] Or look for the dog with the fade in the chain
[02:40.26] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[02:42.19] I don't wanna go
[02:45.03] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[02:47.72] I just as soon stay home
[02:50.34] If they ain't got no Eight Mile
[02:52.98] Like they do up in the D
[02:55.44] Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
[02:58.60] It would be about the same to me
[03:00.92] It would be about the same to me
[03:04.14] Kracker
[03:08.88] Kracker's the name double X in size
[03:11.37] And I reside on the side where the sunrise
[03:14.15] See I'll never be touched because I'm outta reach
[03:16.90] Call me Kracker just be fuckin up spots like bleach
[03:19.74] Worst in my division I got bitches on the file
[03:23.57] From the Mississippi River on back to Belle Isle
[03:26.17] I got style, but it doesn't show
[03:27.96] I got more love for Detroit than you'll ever know
[03:30.93] I know cats that sling crack and cats that scrap
[03:33.85] Cats that bust beer bottles over baseball caps
[03:36.75] Cats that get drunk and like to spark up skull cats
[03:39.71] They keep sawed off chillin' up in the trunks
[03:43.06] Whores an 44's, scoops n' blow Faygo bitch
[03:46.37] We pound cans of Stroh's
[03:47.21] We run the mitten from the river way up to the farms
[03:49.98] That's why we get these fuckin D's tattooed on our arms
[03:54.35] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[03:56.71] I don't wanna go
[03:59.14] If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit
[04:01.91] I just as soon stay home
[04:04.48] If they ain't got no Eight Mile
[04:07.19] Like they do up in the D
[04:09.69] Just send me to Hell or Salt Lake City
[04:12.70] It would be about the same to me
[04:15.13] It would be about the same to me
[04:17.94]

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