Training Day movie - American Dream lyrics
rate meSong by P. Diddy and the Bad Boy Family f/ David Bowie<br /><br>
[P. Diddy]<br>
This is not America<br>
Bad Boy baby, David Bowie, let's go<br>
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[Chorus: David Bowie]<br>
This is not America<br>
This is not America<br>
This is not America<br>
This is not America<br>
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[P. Diddy]<br>
Land where my father died, land where my children cried<br>
Come on, America, ain't no barriers<br>
Free the strings, let's see how freedom rings<br>
One nation all gettin' down for the dollars<br>
And the heat is gettin' hotter<br>
But a lot don't understand<br>
Just the way some plan to break you<br>
I done seen the whole thing go straight through<br>
Hungry for it, I'ma make you<br>
Pay back what's due to me<br>
Everybody gonna see, look what they put upon me<br>
Made me a monster, two steps beyond ya<br>
More streets to wonder<br>
For which it stands for cause let's get it<br>
Cause I'ma get mine for damn sure, come on<br>
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[Loon]<br>
Screens, greens car candy painted<br>
Chicks in cream is the American dream, ain't it?<br>
I pledge allegiance to Beamers, dark skies<br>
Sleepless nights on the block, two for fives<br>
Deep in the struggles but need the hustle<br>
Weed and blow shit I make the block bubble<br>
I'm to the point where I'm playa hatin'<br>
Fool in the stash and I'm losin' my patience<br>
Medieval times in the chest of the beast<br>
Come around sniffin' I'ma mess up ya fleece<br>
Job lookin' I'd rather be pot cookin'<br>
It's not America, son this is Brooklyn<br>
Home of the shiesty, home of the crook<br>
We signed joints, ain't scared to do a took<br>
My country tis of thee, where there's no liberty<br>
Just misery, ya heard me<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Kain]<br>
Now why can't I breathe with a gun and come free<br>
If six dead people run this country<br>
Now they come cause my crew's too large<br>
Who the fuck put chu' in charge<br>
Runnin' around here like you is God<br>
Then they wonder why the shootin' starts<br>
Gettin' checks with half my stacks<br>
I forgot George Bush wrote half my raps<br>
Murderin' people for blastin' facts<br>
Then blamin' other cats for their tragic acts<br>
I'm tryin' to get paid till my eyes is closin'<br>
Cops is like freeze and I'm already frozen<br>
So they clap and they brawl in hysteria<br>
Tappin' Jackson callin' this area<br>
Green gots cats crawlin' to bury ya<br>
Don't blame Kain for the fall of America<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Mark Curry]<br>
Uh, yo what about these streets here<br>
Before y'all creep here<br>
Look around we there<br>
365 days a year<br>
Lines to cross no fear<br>
And what appears to be roses<br>
See I'm knowin' this<br>
When I chose this<br>
What's right<br>
In broad day or night<br>
More dope deals<br>
I'm tryin' to stay on my heels<br>
Every day's training day<br>
Some things not in explainin' ways<br>
Who said crimes don't pay<br>
Choices to make<br>
Ain't too many chances left to take<br>
Things look so green<br>
The sign of the times corruption politics, youg ones dyin'<br>
What you made of<br>
Either hate or love<br>
Pressure on the nine when push come to shove<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[David Bowie]<br>
A little piece of you (I'm ya worst nightmare)<br>
A little peace in me<br>
A little piece of you (This is not America)<br>
A little peace in me<br>
Will go<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Black Rob]<br>
Yo, why you cocksuckers pullin' me over<br>
Racial profilin' me cause I ain't pushin' no Nova<br>
I'm up to par lookin'<br>
I know police corruption is up this year and y'all crooked<br>
Took my hard white<br>
Had niggas sellin' the same block, pumpin' the same night<br>
Arrest me, come to court and lie<br>
Yeah that's him, pointin' like I'm the guy<br>
What chu' want those is me of the block<br>
Yo, so you can serve fiends everytime they knock<br>
Just last summer had the mad Hummer<br>
They took that and didn't even give me they badge number<br>
So how am I supposed to feel<br>
Who I'm supposed to call when the shit gets real<br>
Word man I'd rather dial 8-1-1 when it's important<br>
Plus they ain't tryin' to score like Ed Norton, word<br>
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[Chorus to fade]<br>
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