If heaven ain't a lot like Detroit I don't wanna go

[thundercat]

[tcat]
~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~

[TLC]
Detroit city from Aretha to Aaliyah
to Bob Segar to
Joe Louis n' his arena and now me
TLC 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

[thundercat]
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 farking pavement

[TLC]
Is that thundercat with a K?

[thundercat]
Naw thundercat with a C!
t-cat mother ... all ... day

[TLC]
You could take Gratiot south

[tcat]
but that's a real rough route

[TLC]
You'll get found face down with your pockets hangin' out

[tcat]
~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~

[Miss Mary]
I'm I'm I'm goin' Platinum
Back in the mother humpin' saddle
Wanna battle Miss Mary chick your up shtuff's creek
without a paddle
I'm no tattle cause I do not snitch
I spit like hick's n' mix hits for Flom
And that's what you call droppin' bombs

Motherhumpers wanna talk about shinin'
Here's four fingers, kiss my stinkin' diamonds
I keep climbin' but these charts ain't ...
I'm a whinin, linin', rhymin' son of a fish
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 cat with the fade and the chain...yeahhhhhhh!

[tcat]
~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~

thundercat'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 farkin' up spots like bleach
Worst in my division, I got chicks 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
Chicks an' 4 4's n' scoops n' blow
And forget Faygo mean lady we pound cans of Stroh's
We run the mitten from the river way up to the farms
That's why we got these farkin' D's tattooed on our arms

[everybody]
~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~

[DROliver]

GO WINGS!


What I would do for a case of Stroh's

Steve O.


(Go Lightning!)

[Stephanie]

Wait until Miss Mary sees this one! LOL!

As usual thundercat - very creative and good!