| Was an ordinary day, sky was stormy very gray
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| Then I got a call from Mary, sounded worried, told me hurry, «On my away»
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| Was my response, didn’t wait for her to even try and launch
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| Into her explanation, walked up she was crying in her palms
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| Sitting on the porch steps, all her belongings on the lawn
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| I’m like Nancy Drew Dick Tracy, got a nasty crew, spit crazy
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| Rhythm addict that’s cinematic like Scorsese
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| Either adore or hate me but I do it for the babies and
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| She was without a doubt mad at more than bout her house
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| Told me to look around, more evictions than you could try to count
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| Every house on the block in a cataclysmic event
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| Read the notice from the locusts, my battle instinct intense
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| It read, «Your street needs to be moved to be improved to make it safe»
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| In other words, they’ve been displaced and privatized
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| Put me on the case, a private eye, no time to waste
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| I’m ride or die
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| My motto, «Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide out
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| Tell the truth, or the world will find out»
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| I’m the drunken sleuth, always on the hunt for truth
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| Make the evidence ever clear, as a hundred proof
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| A hundred proof
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| I’m hot on the trail, binoculars spotted betrayal
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| Superintendent intended to put the lot up for sale
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| The block chipped in to stop the shoplifting
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| Now the plot thickens, shocked thinking about what I got in email
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| The meeting notes from a conglomerate
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| Who planned to take the city over, someone leaked their top secret document
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| It read, «Dear conquistadors
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| We have to shut the soup kitchens down 'cause they enable and feed the poor
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| And then went on to call the homeless undesirable
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| And planned to take the benches out the park so they could keep it pure
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| Also conspired to create security patrols
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| Assuredly the goal is to jail and police them more
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| A year later one of the patrol men started beatin'
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| On an old man who was sleepin' on the street and almost killed him
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| Got off ‘cause his lawyer cost a quarter million, but he got
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| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide out
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| Tell the truth, or the world will find out
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| Marchin' the city street named after Martin, sparking a Swisher Sweet
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| Wish in Michigan we had a Detroit WikiLeaks
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| Then it clicked like a Bic lighter
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| I need an insider for governor Rick Snyder
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| Got us living in a state of emergency, financial managers
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| Watch it slow motion like time-lapses on cameras
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| The mayor is Dave Bing, thinks the city’s his plaything
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| Acts a fool to make this capital like it’s Beijing
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| Profits over people but the people are the prophets
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| Never getting heard by the people that’s in office
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| Get to the bottom of it like swallowing bottles of booze
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| Tracing the money and follow the clues
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| ‘Cause the advance was given by the foundation funding grants
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| They don’t believe me, they just think I’m just on one of my drunken rants
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| It’s a prequel to a land grab but you can’t have
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| Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide out
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| Tell the truth or the world will find out |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drunken Sleuth, artist - Marco Polo. Album song PA2: The Director's Cut, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп