credit - rap song - her int., credits, freddy vorobev, lyrics
like a bullet from a gun
she’s arrives on the scene
a young detective
who doesn’t know the meaning of
fear
when she’s hot on the case
no time to waste, when you’re face to face
with an evil that is looking
but you just can’t see it
persist persevere, and the problem will disappear
you say you, in a jam and you don’t know what to do, get down with the drew crew
creepin’ and crawlin’
sneakin’ in a weed
get over the horizon
we could it bе?
n to the a to the n, c, y, doesn’t battlе with her fist, but with her mind all
the time when she’s solving a mystery with bad boys and girls
your history locked up where your choices are few
a resident of a room without of you, do the crime and it’s time you will do
another victim of the drew, crew
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