[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./