[COLOR=Red]takin over vice city//
im tommy vecetti//
with weapons from a AK-47 to a machetti//
i got a pistol and the cops aint ready//
doin missions for people takin over slow and steady//
chainsawin haitins who wana be-head me//
hold on a second i got a call on my celly//
its my lawyer sayin the law comin to get me in a helly//
i aint sweatin it//
i slow down time by takin a vicatin hit//
now im runnin faster then the law but it aint fast enough i grab a PCJ 500 and split//
i fall and they got me surrounded so i say enough of this shit//
i get the M-16 and empty clip after clip//
screamin you dont know who your mesin with//
runnin low on armor but i got money so im investin it//
in a bulletproof vest to so i can protect my chest with it//
came out the store shootin at pigs//
breakin bones up like pine tree twigs//
man these people is fragile//
shoot 3 4 5 man im buck wild//
now im on the run again hoppin over a wall man im agile//
ima run to pole possition and say hi//
after a nice little lap dance//
i pull up my pants//
thats when my celly rings its lance vance//
he says drop by the mansion when you got a chance//
ima stop by and knock him into a trance//
im straped with more steel then the eifel tower in france//
steppin in the mansion//
chase him on the roof im puffin and pantin//
pull the snyper and give him a eye socket expansion//
now i got this snitch//
screamin high pitch//
shootin repeadetly cuz my trigga fingga itch//
im done with this weapon im gona switch//
im out the mansion cuz thats where the cops will be//
six stars is my wanted level i got tanks chasin me//
hoped into a car from my garage to flee//
but as i pull out the drive way the cops bust me and end my killin spree//[/COLOR]

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