Chimurenga Renaissance - The B.A.D Is So Good lyrics

[Verse 1] The black American dream Play ball, sell coke and rock Might spend more than two chicks' graduation and prom night Win a couple of fights, roll dice, and smoke weed Make a million dollars selling Gucci or hot beats Get to leave playing all three That pigskin, Stern's new Spalding, or Louisville Slugger To have more than one lover, only one baby's mother No child support cases in court, or alimony Buy Moms and Grams both gifts they wanted Get them both Cadillacs and throw some D's on it Show Pops you can do better, raising kids as he did Go back to the hood, buy your boys whips and grips Watch them retire your jersey at Franklin High Roll blunts and pop bottles with Pac one night Get that call from Hussein to come and hoop at his place Cause he got a second term and now the hundreds got his face Now come on [Hook] We call it the black American dream Now, now, the black American dream We all get high cause we all are fiends Gangsters hustle cause we all have needs The world's gone crazy cause we all want cheese So live that life of p**y, coke, and weed [Verse 2] The world has to fight for their spots Cops shoot at the block Chicks hold, cause they hot Snitches eat through a straw And they all fill us in, and they all want to be free All they all falling victim to these guns in these streets Then there's crooked politicians, n***as with ammunition The ten year old ba*tard watching too much television They all share the same dream, to do anything for cream One rebels, one robs, one's a fake emcee They do anything for power, ? chinchillas Just cause you from Wall Street don't make you no better I got friends out the pen, that might go back again Cause they get their felonies, cause that's how they feed their kids [Hook] [Verse 3] I brought the flyest chick that I ever had Got a rental blue Jag Show them how I did you Nicki Baby stop that Gotta get this paper so we can cop whips and cribs, baby Cause they don't think we love eachother, think we both crazy So what we do some ?, and smoke some green stems Pimped a few chicks together, the name is Black American dream, money, guns, and a bad chick That will love you when you're broke and be submissive when you wish You can trust her 'round your friends, maybe cop her a Benz Or put money on the books, if you ever see the pen Now come on [Hook]