Dan Bull, NemRaps - Grand Theft Auto lyrics

Daniel “Dan” Bull

[Dan Bull, NemRaps - Grand Theft Auto lyrics]

Here's a chain of golden bars
About racing stolen cars
While inhaling blunt cigars and
Attaining wanted stars but, it's okay
I'll just pay off the DA
Who'll drop the charge i'm so high
Feel like I've left this place
And gone to Mars
Pick up the payphone and pick
Up the pace like Daytona
If a pedestrian gets in the way
I'm afraid I'm going straight over
Take another hit until my
Vision's glazed over
Then stick it into fifth like
I was criticizing Beethoven
Listen if you've driven an
Itali through Liberty City
And hit a few Krishnas
You've pretty much witnessed a litany
Of miscellaneous misdemeanors, simultaneously
Taking aim at the police and taking
Them straight to the cleaners
Park a limousine across three
Lanes of traffic then lob a few grenades at
All the vehicles amassing
Till there's nothing but a stack
Of chassis smouldering and smoking
I'm a cross between a
Chauffeur and the Joker, only joking

This is America, great, great, great America
This city's a hell of a state, shame
Shame America
This is America, mid-nineties America
Through the satirical eyes of a
Tiny team in Edinburgh this is America
The greatest country in America
This is America, the place we love to be
America
This is America, great, great, great America
This is America, great, great, great America

Get out the way when I'm swerving
'Cause, I do not have the patience
Liberty City citizens get pounded
To the pavement waving at the squad cars
Not your typical criminal
Destination's not far
Commandeering your vehicle it's like that
Picking a pistol up in a box crate
Don't fight back 'cause I don't really
Care what the cops say
Take a left at West Kings, use
A beeper to text me, let's see
These pesky messages every ten seconds
We ride out, flee the scene
Need to leave this joint
Everybody so scared of me that they
Can be held at finger-point
Check my F-19, of course it isn't jacked
Engine's in the rear, yeah
I got the horses in the back
My rap sheet's got a few
Stunts and bumps on it
Blood's on my hands from
The firearm offenses, i'm busted
A couple nights in the clink
Now that's a mean sentence it's cool
Fender-benders get buffed to clean finishes
Fools get dusted up when I touch the clutch
Got drugs to flush, you thugs get rushed
To the ER, I'm on a
Mission to murder you mooks, pissing me off
By the time you've had your breakfast
I've already stolen three cars
Tires screech
Sliding 'cross the city like a pair of skates
Dodging a barrage of bullets
At police barricades man, that's amazing
Was almost fatal but damn we made it
Maybe one day
I'll get my weight up and head to San Andreas
This is America, great, great, great America
This city's a hell of a state, shame
Shame America
This is America, mid-nineties America
Through the satirical eyes of a
Tiny team in Edinburgh this is America
The greatest country in America
This is America, the place we love to be
America
This is America, great, great, great America
This is America, great, great, great America

It's a tough town, look at it from top down
Got the city on lockdown
Took another cop out
Back then we had no mini map or GPS
We'd just guess the best path and
Then thrash our beast GTS
In the approximate direction of
The yellow arrow down the thrumming freeways
And back alleys that were that narrow
You could smack your wing mirrors
Back on either side
But damage isn't jack when you
Can jack a nicer ride
I find the ambience of an
Ambulance's siren kind of nice
'Cause it hides that fact my
Conscience is so silent
But, it's all love when I'm tooled up in
A school bus with a full clip
I'm more intrusive than a fricking tooltip
Calling bullshit on all this hypocrisy
'Cause forty-nine percent of people
Didn't pick democracy
What you see with me is what you get
A fucking wreck that just
Collects two currencies money and respect
This is America, great, great, great America
This city's a hell of a state, shame
Shame America
This is America, mid-nineties America
Through the satirical eyes of a
Tiny team in Edinburgh this is America
The greatest country in America
This is America, the place we love to be
America
This is America, great, great, great America
This is America, great, great, great America

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