Moka Only - Detectives lyrics

[Intro] Detective Moka, we're sending you on a mission Well that's right sarge, you know you can count on me. I'm just gonna, I'm just gonna stop at this donut shop on the way out You just get your bu*t out there and do your...job Don't worry 'bout me [Verse One] I got the actual, factual, sax's you want max with Get grounded, mystery's hounded Sniffing out clues, different avenues, non recluse What's the use in a chase with no goose? Pursuit in a case with flow blues I gotta get over Let the hand command the damn ink It's then you think, "nothing gonna come up." When's the last time you hunted a tape down On the V.P.D. in this take down of the industry? I'ma make clowns wish they was me for the fun of it Son you should, split the underground Destitute for the cool mess they glue in they freaking eyes too I spy you spying on me While I ride to my own beats if you want more [?] Zonks Now you found who the culprit is Call for a**istance My other show grab the ca**ettes and get a piss rinse [Hook] Secrets [?] Hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down I find it out Detectives on the case Secrets [?] I hunt 'em down, I hunt 'em down, I hunt 'em down I hunt them down We're detectives on the case Hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down, hunt 'em down I find it out Detectives on the case Secrets [?] I hunt 'em down, I hunt 'em down, I hunt 'em down I hunt them down [Verse Two] Somethings going down Check the bramble bush, dead giveaways Red handed car flocking into space Back alley door, frisk 'em, let 'em in Admission to the gentleman's club where detectives all gather For the bubble time One for the rhyme, two for the ground who got a mind Move out of line Look C.P.'s the book and you bump the slump sh** And jump where your heart gets pumped Wack MC's get dumped in dumpster Looking like Munster Lifeless, no wonder they like this Showmanship and I won't slip, Arnette Coleman I bebop my way through dope sh** Moka got flowtation, it's global like Orco My crew [?] If you're wack, dude get off of me Watch the man try to offer a job for me After seeing them jock me an osc**alies Cut some keys, get your own spot to be up inside Stuck inside the head of John Malkovitch, duck and dive You only try to see through your eyes No you don't You a phony, ice up like Zamboni Put your lips on this flute like Zamphere [?] go on home to a land of big sh** with the wig split Fit to rip your ear off I'm off the vit not off the Smirnoff n***a burn off or fall off, you never learn off Now your whole sh** get called off [Hook] District initiative, risk with the presence of kings With the layout charts, planning things She sees the rings while they gleam Dreams are important I'm eating top food at Tim Hortons Or dunking pumpkin clowns Trying to sound or act like T.V., y'all ain't durable Leave me alone, it's easy to bone any breezy who know Who we beezy ya clone B.C., more than just bud Sipping some mud Talking on an Erickson like thud That's an inside, you're outside wanna know the flipside Without pride you can't make it Planners can't pancake it Expanding on hot pans See the money, break it 65 busted wake, Jim naked once again You're tribeless But I twist the flyness Detective on the beat, every mission complete [Hook]