J Mars - All American Dreams lyrics

Verse 1: (Emɐnuǝl X) This for the '92 f** the law Nobody Above it/ Police brutality still Occurin In public/ You gotta love it/ Hara** skaters for Poppin A pop shove it/ While poppin some popcorn For entertainment cuz we puppets/ Narcotics within my pocket Put profit in my wallet/ Ambitious but I bet Lazy's What the government calls it/ Pointing fingers Witt Skeletons all up in ya closet/ But you'd do the same to feed ya kids And keep a running faucet/ Im 19 and that scenario Was hypothetic/ Ya sources were eclectic So you Read me wrong like dyslexics/ My flows tighter than Seventeen Feminist s**ists/ In texas claimin mens injustice Protesting infront of fences/ I see problems and wanna fix 'em While Flowing like Nockamixon/ Not to mention Americas been Corrupt since Nixon/ I got 2 cents but I never spend em They stay in my denim/ Cuz in the end A snake will choke On his own venom/ n***a -hook- (JMars) Livin in a world where Feelings are temporary/ And pa**ions come secondary Cuz moneys what's necessary/ Nobody wanna say it cuz Facin the truth is scary/ But All American Dreams sit On Indian cemeteries/ Nott everything Is What it seems/ Tired of the f**in law And they mothaf**n schemes/ I'm just Tryna live the All American Dream/ My squad fulla faith Thas The All American team/ Verse 2: (Emɐnuǝl X) Spew anger on these Percussions the repercussions/ Keep the reaper comin cuz when You die you gonn leave witt nothin/ Ignorant n***as I'm willin'a teach you somethin/ Either keep ya sneakers pumpin From The truth or keep ya speakers bumpin/ f**in b**hes and gettin Dollas won't k** ya problems/ Neva truly solvem once you Peak you slalom to the bottom/ Pros and cons in rap The pros are cons/ Pawns to labels a fable But the ghettos phenomenon/ Not everybody gonn Make it/ Live the American dream And n***as gonn try to take it/ Lifes ain't always fair But f** it n***a juss face it/ Cuz d**h gonn come regardless So you might as well juss embrace it/ The future of this worlds In the youth/ But for dollars in Guatamala Young girls are prostitutes/ You miss 100 percent of The shots you don't shoot/ So the chance of havin a dream Is a blessing, Thas the truth/ My n***a -hook- (JMars) Livin in a world where Feelings are temporary/ And pa**ions come secondary Cuz moneys what's necessary/ Nobody wanna say it cuz Facin the truth is scary/ But All American Dreams sit On Indian cemeteries/ Nott everything Is What it seems/ Tired of the f**ing law And they mothaf**n schemes/ I'm just Tryna live the All American Dream/ My squad fulla faith Thas The All American team/ Verse 3: (JMars) Put in position Pray to Him that they listen/ I'm cruising through difficulty Impossible is the mission/ Look at all this GOD Given Ambition that's been bestowed/ We picturing bottle cases in Places we finna go, we/ We on the road, somebody Pour me a gla**/ On my grind till I cover Time, history cla**/ Ready to put them broke Days in the past/ See what the future holds Debted all my limits and Stunted all at the funeral/ Yeah, so I'm probably someone That you should know/ I promise that ain't co*kiness I'm just stating the obvious/ We obviously wanted, words Of a generation/ I might as well go and get it Never seen a point in waiting/ Been patient for way too long Storm follows the calm/ So this hurricane been steady Tell them n***as they ain't ready/ Been patient for way too long Storm follows the calm/ So this hurricane been steady Tell them n***as they ain't ready, JM/