Stolen Bikes Froggy Fresh

[Intro]
Close your eyes for a second, and try to imagine a city that's kinda bad, but kinda good
It's kinda hard here sometimes
It's hard to make money here
You could probably only get a job at McDonald's or something like that
You can stay alive, though
But with James, you never know what's gonna happen

[Verse 1]
Everywhere I look, there were bikes going missing
The truth of the matter is I'd rather be fishing
But I'm a cop, and I gotta do my job
And stop those guys who kill and rob
We had a feeling that we knew who was behind it
We found a letter, and guess who signed it
It was James, it said so at the bottom
We looked at each other and said "Yep, we got him"
So we started to hand out some posters
And the weather was hotter than a toaster
At first we didn't have any luck
Until we met up with a guy named Chuck
Chuck said his bike got took last night
But he didn't let it go without putting up a fight
James fell down, and he dropped a little map
We knew where to find him, he was chilling at the Trap