Buried In Detroit (Lucas Löwe Remix)

I’m a writer and a lover

I’m a Mid-West music man

And I’ve been to a lot of places

But I’m gonna end where I began

I took class in Carolina

Got high smoking joints

And now they know my name in Paris

But I’ll be buried in Detroit

Next to my father, and my father’s father too

I used to live in New York City

But, baby, that ain’t no substitute

Not for my hometown

That place people avoid

I made love in every city

But I’ll be buried in Detroit

I don’t claim to be a prophet,

I just speak my mind

I try to tell it like it is

And sometimes God makes it rhyme

I like my songs how I like my women

Honest and to the point

You see I got ****** up in Stockholm

But I’ll be buried in Detroit

Next to my father, and my father’s father too

I used to live in New York City

But, baby, that ain’t no substitute

Not for my hometown

That place people avoid

I made love in every city

But I’ll be buried in Detroit

Man, I always kept it righteous

Knowing it would come back to me

Even when my hunger was outweighing the strategy

And I’d pray to God like I hope you a map for me

Up at 5 am like nobody want it as bad as me

I guess hunger either kill you or it energize you

Motor city, boy, I been a driver

The young Detroit legend

I swear I got the city inspired

And bought em out too just to solidify it

D-boy, D-boy, that’s how I was raised

Boss up and put the city on, forever my ways

Me and ma started charity to give the kids clarity

And take it further than the foundation we laid

Thanksgiving Day parade, I got carried through the city

And after that, I hope I get married in the city

And after that, I hope I get buried in the city

Even when I’m gone, you still gon hear me in the city

Buried in Detroit

Whoa ho, whoa ho

Buried in Detroit

Whoa ho, whoa ho

Buried in Detroit