Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jason Cole
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
(E.Cole I stompin' beats)
Waltz!
Back with a hard beat
Mafuckin' strapped like a car seat
Rollin' up the hill for the party
Turn it up loud let the bars speak
Got an invitation to the house
I don't even know what it's about
I'm not here for love but I got a buzz
With that feeling something's going down
(Knock knock knock) knock at the door
I can hear the pounds echo like a rhyme
Dodging rain drops standing on the porch
Looking like there's no sign of life
Door is unlocked so I let myself in
Hear a crowd in the Lounge
Walk towards the noise lights flicker
Everybody asking 'What was that sound?'
"Hey was that a dog?" "No it was a scream!"
Yo this party's not what it seems
Pointing fingers calling out perps
Once we saw the body drop on the scene (Ah)
It's a classic case of whodunit
Chaos and confusion got you wondering
Find the suspect with a weapon in a room
Or else it's you getting hunted
Rolling dice I'm taking down notes
All of you don't have a Clue
I'm checking boxes while you disappear
And it's over for you
Making up rules ain't gonna work
Secrets are all in the sauce
I do a process of elimination
I'm on when I'm on
Got six suspects deep
Only nine rooms what's it gonna be?
All your ideas fall flat like the game board
You're playing with a chief
I need a Banquet or a stiff one
Shit whatever's being poured (Eh)
I'm not impressed that you bought a 30 rack
When it's not even cold (Get outta here)
You guess wrong you'll be left out
There's a cover charge get your checks out
I'm a pro but this is a hobby
By the end you'll be Mr. Boddy (Woah)
Feeling like you're stuck in the darkness
Fuck around get rolled in a carpet
Chatting up will make you a target
All the dudes got dibs on Ms. Scarlet (Tick tick boom)
Peacock with a candlestick up the ass
In the Study take a secret passage
Got you moving too fucking fast (No wait)
It's Professor Plum yo he has a gun in the Library
(Duck down lights out!)
And that's when I woke up and I was buried
(Shit, game over!)
Rolling dice I'm taking down notes
All of you don't have a Clue
I'm checking boxes while you disappear
And it's over for you
Making up rules ain't gonna work
Secrets are all in the sauce
I do a process of elimination
I'm on when I'm on
Written by: Jason Cole