[Verse 1]
Black tar, got the plug out Guerrero, huh
Fed sweeps, rip the bone from the marrow, huh
And crack kills but more n***as doing time for marijuana in they hands then the killers getting by, let that badge flash bright when them straps blast
Getcho trash ass right with that fast cash
And n***a you don’t wanna win if you never learn the game, better stash that white if you can’t pass class
CPS or CPD, neither lesson easy g, neither lesson ever cheep, they leave you pressed like Eazy-E, you be trappin, made it happen, got a bag, easily, flick yo wrist the way you whip, super strong, PCP
They let you have that, cover the n***as who had gats, cuffin the n***as who had gas, city be lookin like Mad Max, but nobody comin where runnin and gunnin the life, n***as think victory comin wit ice, you gotta live witcho n***as as temporary, cuz nobody livin it nice, but that’s cuz
They gon forget about us if it’s just a given that forgotten’s our condition regardless of how we living, they guard us when it’s convenient and kill us when things is dicey, I’m tired of seeing geniuses end up on Twitter nightly with 280 character eulogies and its scarier seeing people you knew give up living with any care and it never gets resolution and never gets any fairer but fair isn’t guaranteed us, we see it and they aware but, uh
People rather argue than see the bigger picture
People rather scar you and make divisions bigger
I done seen my bars through more than plenty n***as, squad cars mean that bars move after semis hit ya
Toe tag, you get a day and a t-shirt, spray painted with three words, even to Rest in Peace hurt, say that anybody can move but the recipe’s work? Nobody’s guaranteed that, God just was blessing me first
Talked it and then i lived it but some of my n***as missin and some of em isn’t livin and none of em wasn’t livin with fear in they hearts of givin they life for a given mission, it’s right to be too afraid to fight any of your conditions and rights ain’t all it takes and it isn’t just whites and privilege but saying it ain’t a factor is visibly just dismissive, if Dr. King was alive he’d be shivering cuz his vision had never been realized and it really was nothin different it’s a cold world
Summer let the souls burn, system meant to contrast, Heaven’s the exposure, but on earth kid killers is braggin, that’s the scariest scene, but they still be walkin free: the American Dream
(demonizing the immigrants, banning some with an insolence insulating our ignorance, wondering why we militant, someone gotta be vigilant, someone’s gotta be feeling this, this society’s indolent, I’m inclined to be ending it, go)

[Outro]
Welcome to the American Dream, uh huh
Welcome to the American Dream
As long as you gettin money it’s as fair as it seems, uh huh
Welcome to the American Dream