Fitch - Detective lyrics

[intro] No, no I didn't do anything I didn't do anything -scream- [verse 1: Fitch] Black and white Like a f**ing cartoon TNT makes the girls go boom Magnification Makes the world go zoom I can track you by your scent Like some f**ing perfume Jail breakers They're on my list f** with me Then i get pissed Truth is That you're gonna be hist Tell f**ing scoobydoo He can s** my this Red flag With a f**ing red cross Tell Rick Ross That I'm the new boss f**ing your mom But with no extra fuss You ever need a job You can scrape my moss -hook- I'm a detective roaming round streets Using one pistol k**ing your fleets You'll be in choppers I'm on my feet If the ram says he's clean Then I'm always neat Same story Who cares about books My rhymes are so sick Like my mutherf**ing hooks My gang is so dangerous We're made up of crooks If staring could k** You'll be dead by my looks -silence- -gun shot-