American Dream - Jay Lonzo, Marlon Craft

It’s the only old wise man, younger than 25

College graduate, I can tell you firsthand that money lies

Never lyin, but when it come to sheep man it’s huntin time

Hotter than what’s down beneath coal so they try to undermine

Raisin a whole generation to be subservient

Where everyone wit a Twitter account’s a fuckin journalist

We missin real coverage, like that old spot on Rashid’s head

They talk bout what they stand for but we all see their knees red

American dream: start a regime, pick a group to oppress

Half the country wishin that we never put nooses to rest

Try to make a difference, they subtract you, how ironic

Lookin at who they revere like «I don’t wanna be iconic» (I ain’t tryna be a

hero)

Or do I?

Shit, I be on a mission to cause a shift that ain’t bout makin capital

You see my keyboard is different

I’m makin too many moves, they gonna need more precision if they still dreamin

to hit em

I couldn’t be more indifferent for real

«And you know something?

They’ll get it.

They’ll get it all from you sooner or

later, cause they own this fuckin place.

It’s a big club, and you ain’t in it.»

Welcome to the world class cover-up, bottom feeders comin up

People murder every day but we don’t give no mother-uh

Keep on subliminal, subliminal, momma handle child disobedience,

I hope she handles criminals

I rhyme with lenient so lead me to the roster

I want the dough like an ingredient in pasta

Impostor me, amigo can’t nobody spot the difference except when you submit your

need to floor

Mommy’s yelling «Mi amor, mi amor»

This is more for the family, sorry for the aptitude and sorry for the fantasy

(my apologies)

Keep suppressin your ideas, it’s the norm til you make it out your hometown and

end up in a dorm

That’s the dream, the American dream

12 years fucked up just for the cream

Keep the feelings separated from the business operations

Keep on feeling no response to the Guinness, I’mma make it

I been waitin patiently, starin, the throne is vacant

We slowly but surely movin up videos like a movie, trust me

Me and my niggas we in it, these shorties has to be in it

I’m in the midst of a penant, soon I’ll be rockin my pendant

White surround me now I feel like a fly in milk

Negotiating life cause now I’m hopin to die in silk

What’s more a dream than dreams you couldn’t have?

What’s more oppressive, a rapper or hittin aves?

It’s interchangeable

I get my news as long as cable go

Chart-toppin brainwaves, my ideas are radio

Ready, hold steady this a gift and a curse

I feel like a young Simba, I been lifted since birth

This my gift to the earth, welcome back to reality

I collect these so a snake cannot rattle me

Battle me and see my arsenal is more than it should be

Quick inauguration period, the year of the rookie, I’m ready

Crossin does couldn’t stop me from the journey

But the dough will make me consider droppin in early

Guilty admissions admit me to the game

I feel offended, officially I’m insane

Here’s the diagnosis: hope my diet ain’t the focus

The riot from the audience meanin I wrote this

My homie used to hand me the J, like «Here, hold this»

Now I’m hearin, «Baby, that’s Jay,» like «Here, hold this»

Hand em the phone and expect to get a picture

They tag you in the shit and DM you, that’s how they get you

I been at this rap thing, I’m a black king

I leave all my music blasting, it’s a black thing, and I’m out

«Because the owners of this country know the truth: it’s called the American

dream because you have to be asleep to believe it.»

«You know, the State, the power structure, knows that.

That’s why they work so

diabolically and methodically to destroy that.

They know that it takes a

village.»