XV - American Dream lyrics
[XV - American Dream lyrics]
It's early fall
There's a cloud in the New York skyline
Innocence, drags across a yellow line
Fresh off the boat
With a dream of stepping in a
Couple connections in murder and coke
Came dirty in the game like
He never heard of soap
An underworld that he wanted to be over
Capone of his city with a committee
To help him reach the throne
With a friendly friend to hold him
Down 'til he's all alone
Straight from the ghetto he thought
He would never leave there
On the way up he looked down and said
"I don't want to be there"
In the end, he lost plenty of friends
Including himself he looked into the mirror
Couldn't tell who he is
Looking at himself with blind eyes
The white lines did it
In the diction that didn't kick in
Until he found that prison
That's still outside of jail but
It's hell when you're living
With demons sending you see you soon cards
You're tripping
Not "b"s it was the "d"s that
Caught him in the sting
As his eyes finally opened he
Sees the American dream
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
Fresh off the block
With a dream of stepping in a
Couple connections in heroin and Glocks
And books said he was Captain Hook
He hated clocks
Hated thoughts of catching up
To the ticking of the tock
Had niggas working with the same
Vision on the block
One day they all say, man
Im'ma take his spot
So, always looking over his shoulder he
Knew it all could be over
In the instants of a click and then a shot
Cops will find his crimes more than organized
Figure this nigga can't be mafioso
He's lyin' sat down with duchess and luck
He's up in his prime
Such a rise to the top, it was all so sublime
And it came fast money
Felt it in his abdomen
Tried to make fast money
Like dealing rat again
Just to flash on the screen
Like Nasdaq screens with a triple beam to
Achieve the American dream
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
There's a cloud in the New York skyline
Innocence, drags across a yellow line
Fresh off the boat
With a dream of stepping in a
Couple connections in murder and coke
Came dirty in the game like
He never heard of soap
An underworld that he wanted to be over
Capone of his city with a committee
To help him reach the throne
With a friendly friend to hold him
Down 'til he's all alone
Straight from the ghetto he thought
He would never leave there
On the way up he looked down and said
"I don't want to be there"
In the end, he lost plenty of friends
Including himself he looked into the mirror
Couldn't tell who he is
Looking at himself with blind eyes
The white lines did it
In the diction that didn't kick in
Until he found that prison
That's still outside of jail but
It's hell when you're living
With demons sending you see you soon cards
You're tripping
Not "b"s it was the "d"s that
Caught him in the sting
As his eyes finally opened he
Sees the American dream
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America
Fresh off the block
With a dream of stepping in a
Couple connections in heroin and Glocks
And books said he was Captain Hook
He hated clocks
Hated thoughts of catching up
To the ticking of the tock
Had niggas working with the same
Vision on the block
One day they all say, man
Im'ma take his spot
So, always looking over his shoulder he
Knew it all could be over
In the instants of a click and then a shot
Cops will find his crimes more than organized
Figure this nigga can't be mafioso
He's lyin' sat down with duchess and luck
He's up in his prime
Such a rise to the top, it was all so sublime
And it came fast money
Felt it in his abdomen
Tried to make fast money
Like dealing rat again
Just to flash on the screen
Like Nasdaq screens with a triple beam to
Achieve the American dream
These are the hands that built America
These are the hands that built America