My name is Lieutenant Bottomick 27th Precinct
We got you here on a variety of charges
Breaking and entry criminal trespass
Criminal mischief burglary
Attempted larceny attempted murder
The onus of a comis is bonus for Calamari
On a colder safari like an older Atari
That was Dennis the Menace's damning your genesis
I'm scanning the premises with famine and my nemesis
Walking a plank to the tank for sabotage
While talking I bank on a shank as camouflage
In Velcro shell toe sneakers with rubber balls
An elbow felt so tweakers like coveralls
Stay black and blue
F*ck with a tragic goon and I'm scrapping too buck
For the magic room
Stuck with a gadget strewn cause a pepper spray
And screws you wanna bruise and let the records say
They were swept away and how I cackle like a jackal
With a scalpel in the chapel
What a hassle to tackle and shackle in the castle
I'm fitting to explore by getting a lift
From the fifth to the sixth floor
Days to weeks to months to years
It's a maze of peeps and punks and peers
And a craze for creeps and cunts and queers
We're the trays are treats who trumps the tiers
Days to weeks to months to years
It's a maze of peeps and punks and peers
And a craze for creeps and cunts and queers
We're the trays are treats who trumps the tiers
When budging my sentence the judge in attendance
Said penchants for vengeance and entrance repentance
Made him frown in his gown with a malignant pigment
As a saunter for delinquent
On to the segment a court where they short
Squirmy journeys to fort resort
After wormy attorneys abort support
While throwing us handshakes not knowing it's pancakes
Going with brand flakes for an Edo like credo
But Frito would translate to a Cheeto Dorito Burrito
A man takes after hunger pangs in younger fangs
And sour cowabunga tangs
Their excuse for juice on my venue menu
When a noose is loose cause it's in you
Can you maintain composure
The same gain disclosure and train
Pain ambrosia my bane slain exposure
Days to weeks to months to years
It's a maze of peeps and punks and peers
And a craze for creeps and cunts and queers
Where the trays are treats who trumps the tiers
Days to weeks to months to years
It's a maze of peeps and punks and peers
And a craze for creeps and cunts and queers
Where the trays are treats who trumps the tiers