Part three
MC Chris
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My fedora's full of rain I resemble Sam Spade Even though I try in vain This city can't be saved Reminiscing of a Roosevelt Policing the police When I'm not keeping the peace I'm misplacing my niece I got glasses, a mustache Stains of coffee and tobacco First pass the cigarettes Call for back up when I hack up My steady stream of coffee Couldn't keep me caffeinated? The weather's such a pleasure Always raining and I hate it Special Forces veteran More tools and stones than Zepplin Came back to Chicago Sweet home needed some defended But they say there's bad behavior Had me gruff by stranger danger Took a dirty lot a dirty cop Should a stopped him later See Chicago has a history of oafish officials They goldfish and they know this While I get a dismissal Gotham's looking awesome It can't possibly be corrupt then I show up And I grow up cuz I know that I am fucked What My name is Gordon can't afford it Put your hands in the sky i don't rough 'em I just cuff 'em i ain't bluffin' No lie call me McGruff Can't get enough All this stuff you call crime It's pretty shitty i'll admit it But this city's all mine my name is Gordon Can't afford it put your hands in the sky I don't rough 'em i just cuff 'em I ain't bluffin' no lie Call me McGruff can't get enough All this stuff you call crime It's pretty shitty i'll admit it But this city's all mine Picked on in a parking garage Ambushed by a bunch of thugs Skull and ski mask baseball bats Followed by a lunch of drugs Threats against my wife and kids Safe at home asleep and snug broken glasses Broken ribs don't mean Jim won't f*ck you up Run 'em off the road don't liken the cold I'm pissed no doubt about it We drop our guns i throw mine back It's an unfair fight without it He gets the bearings i crush the larynx Now he ain't fairing so good I strip and cuff and leave him enough By the side of the road in the woods He keeps depressin' on guessin' Cuz I start messin' with essin I had a wife and a family Now I'm composing confession She's coming at me with questions A lot of pent up aggressions She starts a quick packing session She leaves no message, I'm stressing Better get better instead Better yet bottle some friends Needs hit the poor cuz the damn divorce Has oddly throttled my threads At the end of my rope i quiver and cope All alone by the phone in my bed I go for a glimmer of hope Get nothing but ghosts Til a coast in the den my name is Gordon Can't afford it put your hands in the sky I don't rough 'em i just cuff 'em I ain't bluffin' no lie Call me McGruff can't get enough All this stuff you call crime It's pretty shitty i'll admit it But this city's all mine My name is Gordon can't afford it Put your hands in the sky i don't rough 'em I just cuff 'em i ain't bluffin' No lie call me McGruff Can't get enough All this stuff you call crime It's pretty shitty i'll admit it But this city's all mine I'm commended i'm commissioner Throw my prisoners up in Blackgate I'm assisted by the prisoner Who insists upon visiting mad late So I'm often working overtime Clenching over casefiles I leave the window open hoping He arrives and my face smiles Always on my side Can't be controlled by the mob I know he's on the case And won't beat off til it's solved I have an instinct bugs are listening Let's move this thing to the roof I installed a signal for when I need you If you needed the proof The common criminal is evolved Into a costume and codename I gather in groves they're killing 'em It goes both ways you got access to weaponry But your enemies gonna top it These 'splosions are enormous And the body count's catastrophic They all know I'm your accomplice Soon to be coming after me They're gonna hold me hostage Or hurt Barbara wait and see His name's Joker He's an owner of a carnival on the outskirts Stockpile a toxin let's out fox him Before we have ourselves an outburst My name is Gordon can't afford it Put your hands in the sky i don't rough 'em I just cuff 'em i ain't bluffin' No lie call me McGruff Can't get enough All this stuff you call crime It's pretty shitty i'll admit it But this city's all mine
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