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Just a stomach in disgust, and the fear
That I might go nuts this year
If I don't swell up I'll see you one my way
One day this shit'll kill
tunnel
Found nothing but a perfect house
Cleaned up by 20 men
Chasing the american dream
She started in her cellar
Her product was high quality
Ma
of the American Dream
My pops the first kid in Queens with that NWA
And Pac had just linked up with Shock when he moved Back to the Bay
School an hour way in Austin
and Chevrolets
Little diners, Wrangler jeans and Springsteen
Yeah it's a shotgun seat to the American Dream
Small town Saturday nights, cane poles and Coors Light
a rainy day fund good for if it never rains
God bless the American Dream
Slide a few dollars in the slot machine
And pray tonight's the night them sevens
of days that you can never make up
[Chorus]
I'm talking city full of nightmares, pocket full of dreams
Walking out of heaven; don't you wake me in
other Native American Nations
It continues by saying
CU can never undo or rectify the devastation
And we are committed to
Something, something and blah,
dreaming
American scheme, roll up your sleeves, by any means, bred to believe it
Charge for the fallen, my brothers and sisters will not rest in power
the Hispanics
When our dream’s
American
Imperative
We staying paid
Run it up
Like Krazy Say
Checkin in
Every other day
Keep pissin clean
& oil the K
Loyalty’s
blood sucker had enough of this vein
Shit scholar was a fail of course
Anyone aboard drugs I would endorse
Lunitic at night I don't sleep till day
If
to begin
Already 33 in a 3x3 on generation number 3
Most information is free
But happiness has a fee
All Day I Dream About $money
All Day I Dream About
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
and face it.
The American dream ain't what it seems
With lies they've laced it.
Can't you taste it?
See they baste it in an imitation butter.
We've
guy by day (unnuh hear me?)
And crucify dem by night
And every dubplate we play
Is gonna be awful and bright
And if it's all night
We're gonna
to the people is just a fantasy
And they sell to us as an american dream
Well your vote counts 1-2-3
Living in democracy
Everybody here is free
'Cause
to the people is just a fantasy
And they sell to us as an american dream
Well your vote counts 1-2-3
Living in democracy
Everybody here is free
'Cause
much more what to say
But I know
I have a heart like the sea
A million dreams are in me
[CHRIS]
Good Jesus, John, who is she?
[AMERICANS (AND CROWD)]
Tryna get bling till the sun don’t shine
Live in the American dream, that’s whatchu gone do
I’m gone to hit the phone booth like Neo
Askin’ whatchu want
By myself, no manager, I hired myself
Barely scraping by, with all this tax
So I make sure that im paid all in cash in my deposit stash
American dreams
guillotine, Don King's American Dream
Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
Makin the whole scene collapse, millenium raps
Why fight for scraps, relax and take
Amerikkka wake up, Amerikkka, Amerikkka
The American Dream is looking more like a nightmare
White picket fences, and white clouds of thin air
White president
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
this moment, there is scarcely any hope for the American dream.
Because the people who are denied participation in it, by their very presence will wreck
corralled, the whole herd
At meals spoon fed 3 minutes, ignored
We didn't have hands that could hold our own forks
We were unseen, unwanted, unwatered, unfed
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