Tommy Vercetti Don't Swim Lyrics

A neon paradise

Sandy beaches and

Dollar signs

In the year of opportunity

Fifteen years spent caged like an animal

Set up for the good of the family

Now to get my just deserts

Terror reigns with a population so soft

Yeah

Manslaughter or outright murder

As if it ever really matters at all

Bystanders scream at the mere sight of it

Subversion by the usual suspects

Ill own this town and

Take it for what its worth

S scumbag will wear the crown

Forty-four magnum loaded and

A major issue with authority

Ill take the land and the air and the sea

But Tommy Vercetti don't swim

Ill take the land and the air and the sea

But Tommy Vercetti does not Swim

Oh

Carving out my place

Was never meant to be easy

You sold me out you rat faced fuck

A lead storm

Is heading your way

More cash than god

And capably violent

With your last breath

You will call my name

Sure as shit

I'll come out on top

Won't wash my hands

Until the killing is done

Bring your army

I'll do it all myself

Won't wash my hands

Until the killing is done

Bring your army

I'll do it myself

With ill intent I roam your city

Begging for someone to try me

Only an act of god

Can stop me

This is America and

I

Am

Free

You're fucked

Allow me to make myself

Perfectly clear

I do not hate you in the least

Money is the motivation in

This instance

As long as I am broke

There can be no peace

Well

As I contemplate

Everything is degenerate

This is all I have to offer on a silver plate

Destruction at the gate

Maybe I should wait

Fuck it I'm a little late

Unfortunate for you todays the fucking day

You could come out and play

Are you ready mate

Meet me by the interstate

This is how I work you cant fucking stop me

Ill put you on a display

This is not a game

Who you gonna fucking blame

Obituaries written every single fucking day

I

Walk

No

Line

But

Seek

Dis

Or

Der

No

Chance

For

You

To

Con

Vince

Me

(If I have to Ill spill your brain onto the pavement just to find out what you know)

Why bullets fly

And the cowards mind

Panics in the face of what is mine

Don't be blind

It's all me

Feel

What it's like

Gehena ripe

For flight

Real time

Terrifies on sight

It's all me

Now

Traitors bow

Looking on with an envious scowl

Lamenting and wondering how

It's all me

Tommy Vercetti

Is my name

Place the blame

Put my face in the paper and

Repeat my name

Chalk outlines

In place of

Your loved ones

Discarded

Paradise

Is no more

Sidewalks

And city streets

Littered

With human meat

Pollution

My mind was never right

Force is all that makes sense