Verse 1:
The Name's BRUCE BANNON/ A Fucking LOOSE CANNON/ On Duty Rocking A ROOTS JACKET/ Plus His SHOES SLAMMING/ A Case Revolving Around A RECLUSE CABIN/ Where A Sour Deal PRODUCED STABBINGS/ The GRUESOME ASSASSIN/ Made Examples Out Of His Victims To REDUCE The DAMAGE/ The Place Looked Like Blood Was Splattered Over A BRUISED CANVAS/ Found An Abandoned CAR/ In The GARAGE/ A Mitsubishi MIRAGE/ "Looks Like We Got Ourselves A Killer At LARGE"/ WEBBING// The EVIDENCE// In An Informational BARRAGE/ Coffee Break, His Mind Forming A COLLAGE/ While He's At The Parlor For A MASSAGE/ HOLLOW INDEED/ Now FOLLOWING A LEAD/ Shining Like APOLLO With GREED/ Bitch Just SWALLOWED HIS SEED/ Ditched The Stolen Car After He Went And He PAWNED IT/ Now He's Rolling Around With About Two G's In His WALLET/ Worked With His Partner, WALLACE/ An Ex-ALCOHOLIC/ Who Was Still Clean, But Soon To Become His INFORMANT/
Verse 2:
They STOPPED BLOCKS/ From A Syndicated CHOP SHOP/ Found The Bodies Of Two TOP COPS/ On The Bathroom Floor With Their KNOTS CHOPPED/ Trying To Figure Out WHAT'S WHAT/ The Duo Jumping AROUND// TOWN// Like It's A Game Of HOP SCOTCH/ It's A Dirty Job, But Someone's Got To DO IT/ SCREW IT/ The Last CASE// They PLACED// The Suspect Down To His SEMINAL FLUID/ Exposing Bodily Oils When The Lab Puts CHEMICALS TO IT/ But The Guilty Party Remains Hidden Like A SENTINEL DRUID/ Info Comes In The Form Of An ANONYMOUS CALLER/ Traced To A Part Of Town SYNONYMOUS With SQUALOR/ A Few Words On A Big Case Made ALL Of IT SMALLER/ The Source Was Vocally Recognized As An ECONOMIST SCHOLAR/ Approached, Bannon Began DUMBING And SHUNNING Their EXPLANATIONS/ In A SUDDEN ESCALATION/ Clouds Of Smoke Or SOMETHING Began To INFEST The STATION/ As Masked Men Came GUNNING DRESSED As HAITIANS/ Wallace Made The CUNNING ESTIMATION/ That The Crook Behind The Whole Show Was The Same Man RUNNING The INVESTIGATION/