[Intro: Channel Jamil & Tim Jones]
American Dream...
[Chorus: Tim Jones & Channel Jamil]
For my taste, of the American dream./ (Of the dream!)
Lost in this tunnel vision./
[Verse 1: Channel Jamil]
The bright lights. The cameras./
The rat race for money show us the answer./
The dreams of makin' it big is like a cancer./
Absorbin the city, suburbs, and some./
Gettin high. (High!) F*ckin' B*tches. (B*tches)/
Your two minuets of fame are on the television./
You want the life party like a rockstar./
Everyday is friday tell have you go far?/
Where we pop pills (Pills!). And we love liquor (Liquor!)./
We'll tell you how the top feel by the sun n*cca./
We ain't no saints tell me what you want n*cca. (Yo what you want?)/
Don't say we trippin' on it we just on one n*cca. (We on one)/
Can't see that you're slippin' into darkness./
Feel yourself drift into the land of the heartless. (Rah!)/
Where I dare you to play. What can i say it's thee american way. Hey!/
[Chorus: Tim Jones & Channel Jamil]
For my taste, of the American dream./ Lost in this tunnel vision./
For my taste, of the American dream./ I am lost in this tunnel vision./
[Verse 2: Channel Jamil]
The best fashion designer clothes. (Designer clothes!)/
With the, biggest as*es and flyest h*es. (Flyest h*es!)/
It's a, celebration. Prozac nation./
Put ya drinks high in the sky is the statement. (Put em high)/
Why give a f*ck if you die or don't make it?/
You only live once till you lie in the pavement. (Yolo)/
We only got our eyes on the diamonds and wages. (Hann!)/
To make us stay fly out this world like a spaceship. (Rah!)/
F*ck workin in a suit and a tie. (Tie!)/
We'd rather live without the truth place the truth in a lie. (Lie!)/
Shootin for the sky when we're to stupid to fly. (Fly!)/
Cashin out to the system in pursuit of the high. (High!)/
Can't see that we're slippin' into darkness./
Feel yourself drift into the land of the heartless. (Rah!)/
Where I dare you to play. What can i say it's thee american way. Hey!/
[Chorus: Tim Jones & Channel Jamil]
For my taste, of the American dream./ Lost in this tunnel vision./
For my taste, of the American dream./ I am lost in this tunnel vision./
[Verse 3: Tim Jones]
All i see is the tunnel. Fallin deeper through the funnel./
Best believe I'll stay humble please pick me up when I stumble./
All my dreams I've succumbed to but who are you who I run to? Yeah./
Chasing things through this jungle. For diamond rings we will love you./
Wanna touch the sky but you reached to high now you're lost inside./ Wanna take a ride but you've reached to high and now you're lost inside./
This is the way it goes when you live in a world so cold./
This is the way it goes when you live in a world so cold./
[Chorus: Tim Jones]
For my taste, of the American dream./ Lost in this tunnel vision./
For my taste, of the American dream./ I am lost in this tunnel vision./