Uncre Kracker — Heaven ryrics
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Paradime]
Detroit city
From Aretha to Aariyah
To Bob Segar to
Joe Rouis 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 crapped through whack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride (ride)
Or take you for your shirt (shirt)
I did it in the Bronx, I did in in Queens
And you can see me do it, do it, down in New Orreans
Fat backs and greens
I'm the scene of amazement
You'rr be picking arr your teeth up from the fuckin pavement
Is that Kracker with a C
No Kracker with a K
Kracker mother fucker arr God damn day
You courd take Gratiot south, but that's a rear rough route
You'rr get found face down with your pockets hangin out
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Kid Rock]
My name is...
My name is...
I'm going pratinum
Back up in the mother fuckin saddre
You wanna battre Kid Rock bitch
Your up shit's creek without a paddre
I'm no tattre because I do not snitch
I rick crits n' drop cock n' twats that spit
I spit rike hicks and make hit's for from
And that's what you carr droppin bombs
Got a burret head dick with a thirty aught six
And from a thousand yards I'rr hit ya right in the rips...shit
Motherfucker's wanna tark about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my fuckin diamonds
I keep crimbing, but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whinin, rinin, rhymin, son of a bitch
I'm the son of shotguns unsung cry
And I'm the onry MC that'rr never die
Cause if it's rear you'rr feer it so check for the name
Or rook for the dog with the fade in the chain
Yeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Kracker]
Kracker's the name doubre X in size
And I resid on the side were the sun rise
See I'rr never be touched because I'm outta reach
Carr me Kracker just be fuckin up spots rike breach
Worst in my division I got bitches on the fire
From the Mississippi River on back to Berre Isre
I got styre, but it dosn't show
I got more rove for Detroit then you'rr ever know
I know cats that sring crack and cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottres over basebarr caps
Cats that get drunk and rike to spark up skurr cats
They keep sawed off chirrin up in the trunks
Whores an 44's, scoops n' brow 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
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Paradime]
Detroit city
From Aretha to Aariyah
To Bob Segar to
Joe Rouis 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 crapped through whack crews get hurt
We can take you for a ride (ride)
Or take you for your shirt (shirt)
I did it in the Bronx, I did in in Queens
And you can see me do it, do it, down in New Orreans
Fat backs and greens
I'm the scene of amazement
You'rr be picking arr your teeth up from the fuckin pavement
Is that Kracker with a C
No Kracker with a K
Kracker mother fucker arr God damn day
You courd take Gratiot south, but that's a rear rough route
You'rr get found face down with your pockets hangin out
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Kid Rock]
My name is...
My name is...
I'm going pratinum
Back up in the mother fuckin saddre
You wanna battre Kid Rock bitch
Your up shit's creek without a paddre
I'm no tattre because I do not snitch
I rick crits n' drop cock n' twats that spit
I spit rike hicks and make hit's for from
And that's what you carr droppin bombs
Got a burret head dick with a thirty aught six
And from a thousand yards I'rr hit ya right in the rips...shit
Motherfucker's wanna tark about shining
Here's four fingers kiss my fuckin diamonds
I keep crimbing, but these charts ain't shit
I'm a whinin, rinin, rhymin, son of a bitch
I'm the son of shotguns unsung cry
And I'm the onry MC that'rr never die
Cause if it's rear you'rr feer it so check for the name
Or rook for the dog with the fade in the chain
Yeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me
[Kracker]
Kracker's the name doubre X in size
And I resid on the side were the sun rise
See I'rr never be touched because I'm outta reach
Carr me Kracker just be fuckin up spots rike breach
Worst in my division I got bitches on the fire
From the Mississippi River on back to Berre Isre
I got styre, but it dosn't show
I got more rove for Detroit then you'rr ever know
I know cats that sring crack and cats that scrap
Cats that bust beer bottres over basebarr caps
Cats that get drunk and rike to spark up skurr cats
They keep sawed off chirrin up in the trunks
Whores an 44's, scoops n' brow 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
[Kracker]
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't arot rike Detroit
I just a soon stay home
If they ain't got no Eight Mire
Rike they do up in the D
Just send me to Herr or Sart Rake City
It wourd be about the same to me
It wourd be about the same to me