Puff Daddy American Dream Lyrics:
[P. Diddy] This is not America Bad Boy baby,
David Bowie, let's go

[Chorus: David Bowie] This is not America This
is not America This is not America This is not
America

[P. Diddy] Land where my father died, land where
my children cried Come on, America, ain't no
barriers Free the strings, let's see how freedom
rings One nation all gettin' down for the dollars
And the heat is gettin' hotter But a lot don't
understand Just the way some plan to break you I
done seen the whole thing go straight through
Hungry for it, I'ma make you Pay back what's due
to me Everybody gonna see, look what they put
upon me Made me a monster, two steps beyond ya
More streets to wonder For which it stands for
cause let's get it Cause I'ma get mine for damn
sure, come on

[Loon] Screens, greens car candy painted Chicks
in cream is the American dream, ain't it? I
pledge allegiance to Beamers, dark skies
Sleepless nights on the block, two for fives Deep
in the struggles but need the hustle Weed and
blow shit I make the block bubble I'm to the
point where I'm playa hatin' Fool in the stash
and I'm losin' my patience Medieval times in the
chest of the beast Come around sniffin' I'ma mess
up ya fleece Job lookin' I'd rather be pot
cookin' It's not America, son this is Brooklyn
Home of the shiesty, home of the crook We signed
joints, ain't scared to do a took My country tis
of thee, where there's no liberty Just misery, ya
heard me

[Chorus]

[Kain] Now why can't I breathe with a gun and
come free If six dead people run this country
Now they come cause my crew's too large Who the
fuck put chu' in charge Runnin' around here like
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you is God Then they wonder why the shootin'
starts Gettin' checks with half my stacks I
forgot George Bush wrote half my raps Murderin'
people for blastin' facts Then blamin' other cats
for their tragic acts I'm tryin' to get paid till
my eyes is closin' Cops is like freeze and I'm
already frozen So they clap and they brawl in
hysteria Tappin' Jackson callin' this area Green
gots cats crawlin' to bury ya Don't blame Kain
for the fall of America

[Chorus]

[Mark Curry] Uh, yo what about these streets
here Before y'all creep here Look around we
there 365 days a year Lines to cross no fear
And what appears to be roses See I'm knowin' this
When I chose this What's right In broad day or
night More dope deals I'm tryin' to stay on my
heels Every day's training day Some things not
in explainin' ways Who said crimes don't pay
Choices to make Ain't too many chances left to
take Things look so green The sign of the times
corruption politics, youg ones dyin' What you
made of Either hate or love Pressure on the nine
when push come to shove

[Chorus]

[David Bowie] A little piece of you (I'm ya
worst nightmare) A little peace in me A little
piece of you (This is not America) A little peace
in me Will go

[Chorus]

[Black Rob] Yo, why you cocksuckers pullin' me
over Racial profilin' me cause I ain't pushin' no
Nova I'm up to par lookin' I know police
corruption is up this year and y'all crooked Took
my hard white Had niggas sellin' the same block,
pumpin' the same night Arrest me, come to court
and lie Yeah that's him, pointin' like I'm the
guy What chu' want those is me of the block Yo,
so you can serve fiends everytime they knock Just
last summer had the mad Hummer They took that and
didn't even give me they badge number So how am I
supposed to feel Who I'm supposed to call when
the shit gets real Word man I'd rather dial 8-1-1
when it's important Plus they ain't tryin' to
score like Ed Norton, word

[Chorus to fade]
Lyrics: American Dream, Puff Daddy [end]