GTA IV - Roman's Taxi Driver - (Official Audio)

Описание: GTA IV - Roman's Taxi Driver - (Official Audio)

Lyrics:
Verse 1
Roman’s calling up your phone, says cousin I need help tonight
The depot’s feeling kind of slow, the drivers do not show up right
So head on down to Broker’s side, where taxis line the neon street
Hop in the cab, turn on the sign, feel Liberty beneath your seat

Pre Chorus
Engine humming, city glowing, mirrors check the lanes
Radio whispers through the rain

Chorus
Drive that yellow through the city lights
Pick them up and treat them right
From Hove Beach to Rotterdam
Every fare across the land
Keep it smooth and keep it clean
Fast but safe through every scene
Roman’s counting every dollar earned
In this taxi life you learn

Verse 2
First fare waves from the sidewalk curb, suitcase in his hand
Set the marker on your map, now follow the command
Watch the traffic, brake with care, no smashing into rails
A steady ride means bigger tips, no sirens on your tail

Ease through turns, avoid the fights, no need to start a scene
You are not a gangster now, just part of Roman’s team
Drop them off, the cash rolls in, respect begins to grow
Each clean trip you finish makes the business start to flow

Chorus
Drive that yellow through the city lights
Pick them up and treat them right
From Dukes to Algonquin
Take them where they need to be
Keep it smooth and keep it clean
Fast but safe through every scene
Roman’s counting every dollar earned
In this taxi life you learn

Bridge
More you drive, the more they call
Your phone lights up, you do it all
Special fares and private jobs
Bigger payouts, thicker wads
Stay on course and do not crash
Time is ticking, earn that cash
Build the rank, unlock the perks
Show the city how it works

Final Chorus
Drive that yellow through the city lights
Every corner, every night
From Broker streets to city core
You are building something more
Keep it steady, keep it tight
Chasing fares till morning light
Roman smiles, the business thrives
You are the king of taxi drives

Outro
So when your cousin needs a hand
You answer quick, you understand
In Liberty you made your name
Not with bullets, not with fame
But steering steady through the night
Turning fares into your fight