Letras:
America My American Dream

up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream And

waking up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream

I'm here all alone And I'm thinking of you You're on my mind I try to talk to you But you never give me the time of day I dream of us And wake up alone

Australia Not so much in America Americans prefer the Rodeo Aren't you a little pervert too Dream of what a whip can do to you All your lipstick on my

richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run

just can't win Suffered fame bats suppressed the rest The rich get richer and the poor can't last The American Dream was an American nightmare You kept my

America's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's Nightmare Assada Shakur America

one thing I see is easy goin' throwin' down sit back and watch my life flowin' and knowin' life is but a dream you can ask my home team, and ya let me tell you how I seem my

America Got a dream to take them there They're coming to America Got a dream they've come to share They're coming to America They're coming to America