Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Hear Footsteps, artist - Statik Selektah. Album song Grand Theft Auto IV: The Lost & Damned EP Special Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Showoff
Song language: English
I Hear Footsteps |
This is a warning, that you need to take into |
Otherwise the consequences that’ll leads to |
Cold sweats that’ll feel like a steam room |
And dark nights that you probably won’t sleep through |
Just when you think you about to call it a night |
You get a funny feeling that something ain’t right |
Because all the way home with your son and your wife |
You realize this game have to come with a price |
So payback’s a bitch when you caught in the life |
And the Lost and the Damned cut you off with the bikes |
That’s how it goes when you caught in the hype |
And now your worst nightmare’s coming to life |
Because they tip, toe, real, slow |
And you can hear the screams through your window |
How they even get up on your whip? |
Whoa! |
Until you take it off like a strip show |
I hear footsteps, coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps, coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
Just when you said you quit the game if you could |
The homies won’t holler that you left them for good |
And you thought it would be calmer in this neck of the woods |
So if you could get a weapon and some armor you should |
Because now you got decisions that are hard to avoid |
The good night sleep that you used to enjoy |
Has been interrupted by a startle of noise |
That lurks in the dark and won’t respond to your voice |
Because they tip, toe, real, slow |
And lift up the screen to your window |
How they even find out where you live? |
Whoa! |
They want the best scheming from the get go |
I hear footsteps, coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps, coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
Just when you thought you put the past behind you |
News flash, it’s right behind you |
In a black mask breathing hard to find you |
And that’s when the feelings in your heart to find you |
Is you going to let them run up in your crib? |
And put the gun up to your kid? |
Well if that’s the way it is, you can push to the limit |
Till something’s got to give |
Because they tip, toe, real, slow |
And lift up the screen to your window |
Guess who’s waiting for them in the crib, whoa! |
And his trigger finger’s about to let the clip go |
I hear footsteps, coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs |
I turn around but no one there |