Dan Bull - Grand Theft Auto lyrics

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Dan Bull - Grand Theft Auto lyrics

[Verse 1: Dan Bull] 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 [Hook: Dan Bull] 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 [Verse 2: NemRaps] 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 [Hook: Dan Bull] 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 [Verse 3: Dan Bull] 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 bullsh*t on all this hypocrisy 'Cause forty-nine percent of people didn't pick democracy What you see with me is what you get A fu*king wreck that just collects two currencies Money and respect [Hook: Dan Bull] 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