Lyrics:
add, sayin I gun traffed
I sold twenty million records bitch; some laugh!
Fresh shafts of morning dew on Nancy Drew
Sherlock Holmes crime sleuth
shafts of morning dew on Nancy Drew
Sherlock Holmes crime sleuth couldn't figure the Wu
You loaf of bread head, keep a sober head
One point five million
West-enders, Oriental-enders
Fu Manchu, Sherlock Holmes, Jack Spock, Henry Cooper,
Thomas A'Becket, Thomas Moore, and don't forget the Kray twins
There's
You can lose everything in a breeze in the wind
Say the sun can't shine 'til the darkness in
No shit Sherlock can put a stick in a pot
He ain't tell
(treats)
Leave a nigga body wrapped up in the sheets (grr)
White chalk (grr), yellow tape, all in the street (grr)
Sherlock Holmes gon' have to come see
sell out
Tell dem ain't no way
So, live it up
Trenchtown to Rema
Riverton, South side to jungle
Sherlock, Gyaden to Spanglas
The inland, Three Mile
Frequenzen lassen 's Rauschen nicht
Nein, meine Reime lassen 's Reimen nicht
Wir Menschen lassen unsere Meisen nicht
Auch Sherlock Holmes lässt das Beweisen
oink
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I'm on the fence with Common Sense
My logic is sound, Spock of the 90746
No shit, Sherlock
Remind 'em of Han Solo
(where you been?), I been on the block (I be on the)
Gettin' to the guap (no), no shit Sherlock
She popped a Perc and burst off
Hop in my 'vert and skrt
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I'm on the fence with common sense
My logic is sound, Spock of the 90746
No shit, Sherlock
Remind 'em of Han Solo on the battlefront
to die
Now Sherlock and Watson decide
On a true mystery of the mind
One Arthur Doyle would cease to write
Oh, my love, I’m lost again
Though I try, when
Super deluxe fit, super shuttle trip
Super weekend break, super move to make
Sherlock super sleuth, super channel news
Future super race, super heavy
all played out the defense rests and sorry's just a no shit sherlock mouth talk con job from your memory to this instant worked so hard for working
a Rowdy Roddy Piper, I flash my dread Sherlock Holmes
The thicker the richer the bigger the dread
So I don't need no honeycomb
So eeney, meeney, miney,
fatberg, homemade
I'm confused
Ready to cut loose
Sherlock Holmes Museum of breakups
Wait an hour for a pancake
Make it larger, build it up
I don't
murder in the air at the Connelli room
And there's treason in the air at the Groucho
If there's a TV pop in the Soho house
It doesn't take Sherlock
And I do so deplore the waste. So illogical. Goodbye Mr. Sherlock Holmes!
on the drug train
Sherlock Holmes looks for clues
There's something to do on the drug train
Sigmund Freud is slipping and sliding
With all of your friends
the midst
In the struggle of the fists for a slice of the fifth
Back then yea, I didn't use to rip shows
I bro down with no shit, Sherlock
Nerder hop no
in the midst
In the struggle of the fists for a slice of the fifth
Back then yea, I didn't use to rip shows
I bro down with no shit, sherlock
the midst
In the struggle of the fists for a slice of the fifth
Back then yea, I didn't use to rip shows
I bro down with no shit, Sherlock
Nerder hop no
quotes
Quirk ass M-C's be as Queer as Folk
Talkin' about, "Nigga can rap"
No shit Sherlock, y'all just can't see me like Matt Murdoch
I'm the pinnacle
tut ihr weh sie sagt es piekst sie wie ne reißzwecke
Ich hab mehr spaß an meinem Schwanz als diese gut betuchten
Ich kann wie Sherlock Holmes mein'
Poverty, racism, isn't it strange,
That only the homeless are beggin' for change?
I shocked Sherlock
What, son? (Watson) (watt, son?)
Rosa Parks didn't
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