Текст песни
Discussion of diverse and often conflicting ideas. But what holds us together is the belief that Everyone should share in what we almost reflexively Call the American dream. The ways in which that dream is imagined are As complex often contradictory as we are Ourselves. Some see it as the acquisition of fortune and Material success. Others see it as social or personal freedom from Ideals any kind. Okay, okay. I talk with the dead deep, deep in my Head. I mark I was bred where the hungry Men beg. Taught I was led where the rare Men bled. And all the other things my educated Friends said. Lost in the life where the young Fools fed. Never should have taught him that a Gun shoots lead. And crack could get his brother and sister a New bed. Addicted to the game and saying screw Fed. In today's name for change, Who's head? Go to the crib, new furniture, New threads. It's bittersweet when you see those Things. To be a drug dealer, the American dream. To get paid some, go to every extreme. One black will leave another red for green. Falling for the tricks while the man deceives you. Until the day you finally bite the hand that Feeds you. Come on. The American dream. The American dream. I think of the American dream. I'm afraid the American dream is going to be Out of the reach of most of us until We recognize that we each have a conscience, That each of us is searching. So my American dream dream as a myth, Perhaps even a nightmare.
Guilty Simpson — American Nightmare
«American Nightmare» — Guilty Simpson. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 1:40. Жанр — Гангста.
