| Lithermans Load | |
| "Detective Flow" | |
| DETECTIVE FLOW DOC JONES LITHIC BOTH So here I go, detective flow Like Columbo, I hold the feather like Dumbo. I never crumble, this California sour-dough. I remember the DJ playin ‘What’s the Scenario?’ This creepy beat has got me sneakin out the back door… While Doc Jones walks right into your par-lour. I’m all about the house call. I’ll help you, if you can’t get up when you fall. I got a badge and a pen. An Irish diatribe, like the wake of Finnegan. James Joyce, I ain’t rollin a Rolls Royce. Act up, and I’ll send you the invoice. Police Squad, we’re never slip-shod. Gum-shoe, as you all applaud. I got my fingerprint-kit, I got you swingin as I’m bringin this (s)hit! =+=+=+= (chorus) Detective flow, We get respect, you know. Domino effect, we go Into detective flow. Detective flow, We get respect, you know. Domino effect, we go Into detective flow. +=++== I’m on the scene, Like I was Lennie Briscoe, Lithic’s green, grew up outside of Frisco. Go-between, like twister with the Crisco. Know what I mean, we’re cracka’s like Nabisco. Book ‘em Dan-o. Remember Don Ho? Coppin feels on the scene, when we like, because we wanno. Flashin shields up on the mic, mano a mano. You sneak in the Bat Cave to sample my guano. But I caught you on the nanny-cam, Like Hillary watchin Billy do the fanny-slam. Servin green eggs and ham, up on a 12 inch platter. Ink splatter. I make what I think matter. Like William Shatner, I’m slidin cross the hood, When Heather Locklear looked good. You didn’t think that we would Deliver such a sliver, now you wish that you could. “Breaker, breaker, Detective Rhyme Maker here, I’m on the run, with my partner Beat Breaker here. All units, respond and pursue this, Helicopter video, watch how we do this!” (chorus) A street lover, I’m deep, deep, deep under cover, Like Axel Foley, a smooth talkin brotha. I’m down to blow **** up, like Danny Glover. I’ll pass the mic, and give you time to recover. The Doc is Crockett, and I kick it with Tubbs; Tasseled Crocks, (no sox) and pastel scrubs. You see us walkin up at all the clubs. A couppla pops, I’m wreckin shop in all of the pubs. We hop in the bucket, and cross the wires, (sample) “Cop rims, cop tires” Up on the highway, we’re chasin a white blazer. Roll down the window, zap OJ with a tazer. Now Johnnie Cochrain is up in my face, He wants to be a Litherman’s friend on Myspace. I enter the courtroom to arrest the jester, With the beats of Northfield you could hear in Manchester! Detective flow, We get respect, you know. Domino effect, we go Into detective flow. |
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