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