Detectives - Moka Only

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 butt out there and do your… job

Don’t worry 'bout me

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 assistance

My other show grab the cassettes and get a piss rinse

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

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 shit

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 shit

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 oscocalies

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 shit with the wig split

Fit to rip your ear off

I’m off the vit not off the Smirnoff

Nigga burn off or fall off, you never learn off

Now your whole shit get called off

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