LYRICS FOR "American Dream"
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the tie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
I'm in this one one for the hotel
Super A Red and the ritz call Tins
All my niggaz who tryin' to ball
All my soldiers and generals
Stop stallin'
Tell your boss you ain't gon' make it to work in the mornin'
And why you explainin'
And kindly explain that this won't happen often
But I'm lost and I'm amazed
I'll rage that niggaz think that dirty don't need a cage
I should be put on display
Half you niggaz are dyin' and all the rest are decaying
I'm doin' tracks in motels
Kinda like a young Elvis
I never squeal
But if I catch you in the shower
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Now as I blast off
Rollin' took that nass off
Mostly leader will be a number runnas
I had every with dirty even got a Nascar
And you know we f***** up at it boss
Aiyo my radar read
Clap at Gs
Drop on wacks
And it's always Kris I miss and rap trees
And I got my game
From the OGs
Poppin' oldies
Yo you know me
Cops and goldies
Free Autotericoop
All the freshman from the vocals started firin' the booth
Got more whips and chains
Ali I'm sick of ballin'
Man down pimp in distress
For anything but the okie doke
Like her and bonz and nukee ropes I cant stand them groupie folks
They want me to turn around like this is hokie poke
They wanna break me down like erv before I choke
I'm not a jack at all
And number 20 on the Lakers couldn't hold me yahl
I'm climbin' over yahl I'm still scorin'
85 percent of yahl awake but still snoring
Got knowledge yourself and now my style is much older now
We dirty ENT
I'm feelin' cooler than cool
If theres a Fashion King then I deserve the crown
I'm U city
And you keep messin' up
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Aiyo I'm fresh out the gate
Nelly bought me a prezzie with a diamond in the bezzie
Chicks taught me how to walk
Females fans sayin' that I'm their baby daddy whoa
More attention than Justin and Janet
How I midwest swing and how St. Louis ram it
Dirty ENT dammit
And my wrist got more nuggets than Carmello and Camby
Look
So tourists look for me like an important part
Find your talent use your talent get your money
Or don't find your talent and don't use it and stay bummy
But that don't owe me 'cause I built it from scratch
My next s*** is a house
Man I've been wild since middle school
I was that little dude that been 'round
More waist lines than holla hoops
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
Yo we be out man
I can't lie man
Keep the pie man
I'm just participating
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