American Dream Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Fresh to death, my closet's a graveyard

You can tell the corpse inside

You live a facade

Deep down, attempt denial

We come at you

Damn, what now?

We run like cows, we cannot be found

Cheap smiles that seem like frowns, makeup like a clown

Make me proud, attempt to style, woo

Sleight of hand distracts the crowd

You cannot come down from the mound

I trace my bounds from the highest mountain

You can find headin' eastern bound, uh

Life stresses, release right now

This is how we prowl through the town, our stomachs growling

You couldn't kick it with us even if trained with Shaolin



[Chorus]

And the price is right, if the price gets cut

I'm your average man in America

I just love big business and deal hard drugs

I don't care how your well-kept kids end up

They go back to school, let them fill with slugs

But make sure you keep a price tag on those books

This shit gets messy, this shit gets clean

It's just a little piece of the American dream

And the price is right, if the price gets cut

I'm your average man in America

I just love big business and deal hard drugs

I don't care how your well-kept kids end up

They go back to school, let them fill with slugs

But make sure you keep a price tag on those books

This shit gets messy, this shit gets clean

It's just a little piece of the American dream



[Verse 2]

Oh my, impoverished young children, underneath buildings

But not need to be building

Right-click, attach and make millions

Feed the hungry nothing, make billions

Face the truth or not, you made trillions

What the world don't know is what kills them

But we live this life like small children: ignorant and innocent

Oblivious to the tatics of the rich and brilliant, uh

They retract our innocence and brilliance, uh

You retreat and run away, civilians, uh

Just to die another day, they kill us

The weak links, the weak links

Chains on the necks young men at peak strength

You could have hope but hope sinks; it's got dinks

I rather prepare and aware of my instincts, I'm in sync



[Chorus]

And the price is right, if the price gets cut

I'm your average man in America

I just love big business and deal hard drugs

I don't care how your well-kept kids end up

They go back to school, let them fill with slugs

But make sure you keep a price tag on those books

This shit gets messy, this shit gets clean

It's just a little piece of the American dream

And the price is right, if the price gets cut

I'm your average man in America

I just love big business and deal hard drugs

I don't care how your well-kept kids end up

They go back to school, let them fill with slugs

But make sure you keep a price tag on those books

This shit gets messy, this shit gets clean

It's just a little piece of the American dream