Grand Theft Auto 5 (Dubstep Remix) - Dubstep Hitz

Aye, aye But shawty looking delicious Fall in the pussy with swiftness I might just feed on her bones Until I'm coughing up foam I bend the minds of the vicious Tonight the devil's my witness Still breaking free from these chains My enemies bring the flames I'm fucking dead There ain't nothing for me here in the present Don't try to be wack Ain't trynna be mad Or you'll get smacked in the back I've been trynna get away from myself But I can't, feeling stuck In this nightmare and I just can't really wake up What the fuck am I supposed to do here Grab the shovel and a couple cold beers See you on the other side With the ash from my blunt falling on her thighs, where All the grass is always greener And the weed is selling cheaper And my blood is either getting fucking thicker Or the reaper came to visit me once more Yet again, I wouldn't even notice any difference I'm already looking broken, I'm a corpse Can't monster reborn me bitch Leave me to be, just Like it was before the devil lettuce Got me second guessing The fuck is you think I'm blessing My brain with a bag of resin I shoot out the fucking sun Then I chew her pussy like a chewing gum It's dark and now all of the demons are outside Awake on the streets And it looks like they're having fun, yeah Torturing me in my dreams I'm awake but asleep I'm away but I'm here Over there by the lake With the blade Imma bleed till the end Aye, aye, aye Seagulls and pelicans show no remorse As they fly down and scatter Whatever is left from my corpse I am the skeleton living off the grass I smoke From the park near the seventh I roll up instead of the papers I use all the nature around me Roll up with the oak N - U - Double - T In the back of her throat Get a bag full of dope Tie my noose around Float I rope my neck Broke I smack a bitch Then go rogue Where the crows appear I disappear and turn myself into a cloak The fuck you talking bout I don't really fucking know, no I don't really fucking know, I said I don't really fucking know, ougha I don't fucking really know, aye I'm just as fluent in losing As I am bad at improvement Polluting myself with ruin I'm stuck and tucked in this movement Disgusting crude devils' student Delusional mind pollutant Come pick me up off the ground Smoke a motherfucking cigarette above a cloud Might just go back for another Go back for the bitch, don't trust her When I fly straight down, bringing thunder When the moon shine bright, Imma plunder Hundred blades await I feel the hunger Wake me up from my eternal slumber Fade to black I'm losing faith I never had a clue The fuck am I supposed to do? - fuck her

(Good shot kid, you got him) (Good shot kid, you got him) (Slow down!) Hotel, downtown, speeding all around An AK-47 got the power in its barrel To move any mutha that gets in my way Just another power machine on the freeway Riding with me is my MC homeboy Knowing the rules ain't part of his program Finding the right way around this map Might be pretty hard cuz he's fucked on crack G - Grand Theft Auto You gotta make a mark and move where you ought to T - Theft Determination to steal what you can and run from the nation A - Hey what d'ya say We automate the sequence and speed for my getaway Take it to the edge, there's nowhere to hide And call up the boy, let's go for a joyride Let's go for a joyride Stop the violence from the police You know my dad used to say but now he's deceased He got caught in a jam, threw in the can When the cops from Brooklyn said he killed another man Seek knowledge was my main game To think about the law To figure out the frame Just when I thought I knew justice A cop behind me said "You just been busted!" N.Y.P.D. (N.Y.P.D.) L.A.P.D. (L.A.P.D.) S.F.P.D. (S. F. P. D.) Don't fuck with me! Slow down G - Grand Theft Auto You gotta make a mark to move where you want to T - Theft Determination, to steal what you can and run from the nation A - Hey, what do you say? We automate the sequence and speed for my getaway Take it to the edge there's nowhere to hide And call up the boy, let's go for a joyride Let's go for a joyride Stop the violence from the police You know my dad used to say but now he's deceased He got caught in a jam, threw in the can When the cops from Brooklyn said he killed another man Seek knowledge was my main game To figure out the the law, to figure out the frame Just when I thought I knew justice A cop behind me said "You've just been busted!" Don't fuck with me!

I know where you are when you're breathing You don't leave my heart till the morning I won't go in your parking garage 'Cause you're all I got I stole your car Yeah, I stole your car But it won't start on the first or second try Took it to the dealership, and they don't know why I go to school with holes in my shoes The TV's broken, so I don't watch the shows that you tell me to Only when we're together, third floor in your room The best moments we shared were there Uneasy as it was That's the- Closest I've gotten to love I know where you are when you're breathing You don't leave my heart till the morning I won't go in your parking garage 'Cause you're all I got I stole your car I stole your car And drove it off the cliff Watched it hit the water Sink like we did You forget what you love, and love what you forget A bad haircut, another rainy day I hate feeling this way The clock by my bed makes fun of the time that I waste when I cry And roll around when I'm fine But you make my stomach curl up Wish I had a lap for my head to belong I'm still not over your love Kinda seems like I know where you are when you're breathing You don't leave my heart till the morning I won't go in your parking garage 'Cause you're all I got I stole your car Yeah, I stole your car (ooh, ooh) Fuck fathers and fathers before yours Hands on the flag, the dents in this four door No present jury in a hurry to push this Pedal to the floor, paying for his lease purchase Whirlpool, don't fall in With your nosebleed They'll feed on ya Now I think I know where Satan lives Same neighborhood, it's your favorite patriot She said she had nine lives, nine lives Rock and roll don't decide We was living on a roll a night Put up anything but a fight Good night (Yeah)