Lyrics American Dreams - Bishop Lamont

American Dreams

Hello! Fellow Americans. Haha\nWe’ve all been brought up to believe a lie that no matter\nWhat race, color, creed. No matter how hard we work\nWe too can achieve the American dream. Are you livin' it?\nYeah them cuss words moved us to the suburbs\nBought food when there was nothing in the cupboards\nFix my credit, lower class to the uppers\nMillion dollar homes still the neighbors call you, «niggers»\nAmerica, how sweet the sound\n500 years later, still don’t wanna ask around\nNew car?\nShit you prolly stole it\n5 star restaurant? You must valet, take my keys, hold it\nFancy hotel, you in the penthouse suite\nWalkin' down the hall there guess who you meet?\nThough cracker sounds better let’s call him Prejudice Pete\n«I need some more towels boy, I wanna order somethin' to eat.»\nFlyin' first class just as bad\nTerminal feels like a concentration camp\nIt’s life or death to check your bags\nFinally get on the plane, some lady got the nerve to ask\n«You must be a sports star, can my son have your autograph? "\nI’m not racist, I got lots of black friends\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nRacism been over since way back then\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nNow the Constitution says all men are created equal\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nKanye West is wrong, George Bush loves black people\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nSee the world through the eyes of a black man\nDon’t think you know cause you grew up being a rap fan\n48 bars on a dope track can’t explain it\nBET, UPN, WB can’t portray it\nA Roots Box Set can’t contain it\nIt’s so hard to picture events, you can’t paint it\nImagine being born in a world where\nColor separates class no matter if you a millionaire\nOf course they love Oprah\nCause she a billionaire\nWithout the camera though\nThat fancy sto' wouldn’t let her in there\nKobe Bryant, he fly through the fuckin' air\nClean cut, perfect role model, fans screamin' «yeah»\nSlipped, whoops, white girl, same fans screamin' «electric chair»\nNo more endorsements, can’t buy commercials, no fair\nBut Kramer said he’d hang us, put a fork in our ass\nDon Imus watchin' nappy headed hoes and just laugh\nI’m not racist, I got lots of black friends\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nRacism been over since way back then\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nNow the Constitution says all men are created equal\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nKanye West is wrong, George Bush loves black people\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nYeah\nRaise a hand if this done happened to you before\nCounter clerk follow you around the liquor store\nRaise your hand if this done happened to you before\nPolice detained your friends, they don’t tell you what the fuck for\nBrah\nYou just fit the description\nSit you on the curb or back seat if they trippin'\nSlam you hard on the car hood if they really out flippin'\nNow pay attention\nDon’t be a smarty\nThey just want a reason they can shoot somebody\nShot a brother 50 times at his bachelor party\nNo wonder why we always sayin', «Fuck tha police»\nAnd ridin' in the streets hollerin' out «No justice, no peace.»\nTrust the government? Bitch no way\nThey the same evil bastards from back in the day\nShot Malcolm, a bunch of you up at UCLA\nMartin Luther gave his life they gave him a holiday\nI’m not racist, I got lots of black friends\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nRacism been over since way back then\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nNow the Constitution says all men are created equal\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nKanye West is wrong, George Bush loves black people\nNo, no, no, no, no, no\nMan, it’s so crazy. I remember times when we was walkin' down the stree\nAnd people would cross the other side of the street. Like you would go get them\nI remember one time I was in the store\nAnd this lady clutched her purse and I’m out my mind like\n«Bitch! I got more in my ashtray than you got in your fuckin' account»\nIsn’t that some crazy shit? I remember, ah, when I was down in Miami\nStayin' at the Lowe’s and I was out by the pool and shit\nPeople kept coming up to me sayin'\n«What football team do you play for? Are you a basketball-»\n«Bitch I can’t even dribble!\nHow the fuck, cause I’m tall and I’m black I gotta be a basketball player?\nWhy can’t I be a doctor or a lawyer. Fuck it\nMan, I’m long winded so I’m just gonna make it quick\nI-I believe that is the american dream\nAnd we all need to wake up and really start livin' life. Peace