Lyrics

[Intro] Grand theft America Grand theft America [Verse 1] Welcome to the land of liberty cheats, Where justice takes bribes and the cops run the streets. You spawn in debt, no health, no armor, Just TikTok dreams and suburban trauma. Red lights mean nothing, laws are for show, Just hit the gas — it’s all part of the flow. Want a house? Rob ten banks and flip a stock, But don’t you dare get sick — that’s not unlocked. We’ve got senators selling DLC, And lobbyists hacking democracy. School’s a cutscene, hope’s a glitch, And the news is just a pop-up pitch. Every week’s a side quest gone wrong, Another boss fight wrapped in a flag and a song. So grab your stats and load your gun — It’s America, baby — and this is just Level 1. **[Pre-Chorus]** This is the United States of GTA, Where the cops shoot first and lawyers pray. Where billionaires cheat and still get paid, And freedom comes with ads you can't escape. Steal a car, run for mayor, glitch through pain — Same three songs on every radio chain. We’re all just players in a rigged campaign, In the good ol’ U.S. of Bug and Blame. [Chorus] Grand theft America Grand theft America Grand theft America Grand theft America [Verse 2] NPCs scream but no one reacts, 'Cause empathy’s a feature cut from the patch. Medkits cost more than a private jet, Unless you're born with a cheat code set. Wanna protest? That’s a 5-star chase, Get tased by a drone wearing Reagan’s face. The HUD says “freedom,” but it's just stats, And Congress is a strip club for bureaucrats. Health bars drop with every vote, While billionaires build rocket boats. The only safe zone's a franchise mall, Guarded by ads and a Chick-fil-A brawl. You can't log out, you can't respawn, Just work till your pension gets pawned. But hey — at least the graphics slap, As the empire glitches through the gap. **[Pre-Chorus]** This is the United States of GTA, Where thoughts and prayers are legal pay. Where kids learn lockdowns before math class, And every city has its own tear gas. Crash the banks, then blame the poor, Reboot the same game — just bloodier lore. We’re all side characters in a rich kid’s play, Just vibin’ in the U.S. of DOA. [Chorus] Grand theft Americ Grand theft America Grand theft America Grand theft America **[Bridge]** Can’t pause the game, can’t skip the lies, Every cutscene ends with televised cries. You vote once, then back to the grind, While the boss class plays on rewind. They’ve got yachts with cheat-code fuel, We’ve got “thoughts” and a broken school. Still, we grind, respawn, reload each day — In the sandbox hell they call the USA. **[Final Pre-Chorus]** This is the United States of GTA, A satire running 60 FPS all day. Where freedom’s a brand, and truth’s for sale, And justice rides a payday trail. Buy some skins, suppress your scream, Get your facts from a sponsored meme. Welcome, player — now press "Start" And lose your health bar for a piece— [Final Chorus] Grand theft America Grand theft A