Bobby Capri - American Dream lyrics
rate mefeat. Jon Connor
American dream, American greed
Forever indebted and now you can’t breathe
Land of the free, ain’t nothing here free,
I’m just bitching again, paul mac and me
Home of the teenage mood swing
Trench coat high school shooting
Baseball caps and blue jeans
I’m just around the way bruce springsteen
You could be born elsewhere
You could be like everyone else here
Who the hell cares, cause for real
When you start out pour some
How it never felt that
Food stamps, no health care
Got new pants but no belt though
I show my ass like it fell off
Just living on a prayer like bon jovi
[Hook]
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything
Yeah fast money ain’t fast enough
I can have it all wouldn’t have enough
Been told that the early bird get the worm
And I still don’t wanna get me ass up
I wanna lay here, all day
Just call in, like always
Front like my bills all are paid
I’ll get entitled only get the comprays
Whether pawn shop or ponzi scheme
Hsn we seen it on screen
It’s all tight in, it’s a part of this dream
Cash rule everything around me, green
Dolla, dolla bill yo, get sick and the doctor gonna bill ya
Can’t heal ya, but he can and will
Make a million dollar house of those pills
[Hook]
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything
A young nigga since birth, I’ve putting in work
Highly debated, even greatest till he put in the dirt
His verse belong in the hearse, murdering the first
Everytime they put him to work
Kinda gonna take him to work
If it ever was a doubt if a nigga wanna figure me out
Tell em I ain’t one of these niggas you be hearing about
Know it ain’t a guessing nor a mystery bout
Since history enemies begin to be sick of me now
Every track I be lighting it up, my shit is dope like when my niggas ree up
Hold my city down like I don’t wanna see up
Illiterate motherfucker, judging a book by its covers
When they come to comment, you better read up
I’m old school like I’m tryina get a hard pass
From fly city where niggas say it’s all bad
I’m the American dream nigga, what you call that?
[Hook]
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything
It’s the American dream, the American dream
Where the red, white and blue, might as well be green
And we do anything for everything.
