Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bowling for Liberty, artist - Dan Bull. Album song Generation Gaming XVIII, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.01.2019
Record label: Dan Bull
Song language: English
Bowling for Liberty |
My days of youth were in the people’s army |
And I paid my dues under a legal mafia |
The news could hardly cover Yugoslavia |
Without looking down on us dudes surviving here |
The warzone was a training ground |
For the land of the free, never lay me down |
But the land isn’t free, better pay me now |
'Cause you don’t wanna see me when I throw my weight around |
I never wait around, or set a date and count |
No hype like when the game announced |
Then when I came around the would be saying aloud |
That I didn’t belong, that I was lame, get out |
But I’ve always done what I ain’t allowed |
You think a crowd of haters would dissuade me now? |
You’ve only made me welcome to change the outcome |
I take an ounce and then upgrade to pounds, uh |
Foreign places, feel faceless |
Starting over, leave no traces |
I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine |
Death of innocent women and children |
Family will be there for each other |
It gave me a new beginning |
All was against me but I’m set free |
New home, Liberty City |
Came to a strange land |
Alien with a game plan |
To become a self-made made man |
Power is ambidextrous, it’ll change hands |
Time is money and every dollar is a grain of sand |
Slipping into my wallet, how do I plead? |
It’s simple your honor |
I’m innocent of everything but pimping your momma |
Depart from the dock and I start from the bottom |
Like slaves that were traded and stopped picking cotton |
Raise up and raze the construction that’s stopping them |
Burn, Nat Turner and Spartacus, chopping up |
And while you’re sat in the park, chatting |
I’m carjacking ambulances, having a laugh, when I’m crashing them |
No you can’t have it back, I’m lacking the heart |
Packing an actual arsenal in back of my fire truck |
And I partook in every felony that you could write up |
I push crime numbers in the city right up |
The boldest agent couldn’t solve the case |
Until they’re old and grey, by then I’ve rolled away |
I’m in a stolen Sabre, feds are all in chase |
But let me just drop by for a bowling date, yay! |
Take a hike down memory lane |
I got a strike looking like I’m ahead of the game, uh |
Foreign places, feel faceless |
Starting over, leave no traces |
I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine |
Death of innocent women and children |
Family will be there for each other |
It gave me a new beginning |
All was against me but I’m set free |
New home, Liberty City |
Startred alone in the dark with a hope |
Swimming with the loan sharks in the open |
I keep afloat, heart open to omens that I’ll see |
A sign any moment, my cousin Roman |
Bellic and me, we’ll make a hell of a team |
Together we’ll leap to the American Dream |
But as I climb the wall with a goal: |
Ascend higher, decline and fall |
Of the Roman Empire |
Living in broker broke, amid the roaches |
Roman roads are nowhere, close to as robust |
As I’d hoped for, so I carve my own path |
Pull up the weeds in the garden, mown grass |
Remodel the landscape in my image |
The minute hand’s ticking till the time I finish |
Rome wasn’t built overnight, in five minutes |
But have a look what I’ve done with the place, nice, innit? |
Never turn your back, I might stick a knife in it |
This is the kind of life advice I’m giving |
'Cause this is the kind of life that I’m living |
Never let it inhibit my drive or my mission |
Never set a limit, still I get it did and done |
Inside the time given, I ice you dry like nitrogen |
I hide in plain sight defy your night vision |
Avant-garde, make caviar rise from fried chicken |
Foreign places, feel faceless |
Starting over, leave no traces |
I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine |
Death of innocent women and children |
Family will be there for each other |
It gave me a new beginning |
All was against me but I’m set free |
New home, Liberty City |