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Man, I ain't gon' be shit in the morning After drinking that, uh If I can sell you the American dream I can sell you anything I got to get out, I'm getting put out of my house I got to pack up my refrigerator and couch It's a set-up, but the bank wants me out Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me out This adjustable rate, it choked me out They gave me a loan, and I had no clout They gave me a house for me and my spouse Called my mamma and my aunt, y'all should refinance I let 'em dance with the devil Dig they own grave, and I gave them the shovel Fuck, my daddy built that house And when he got drunk, he almost killed that house Is this American dream or the American scheme That got me walking these American streets? It's kinda sad when you have to get a hernia 'Cause you help your grandmamma move furniture If I could sell you the American dream I could sell you anything Look at this maggot with a stimulus package I can give a fuck about a Dow Jones average What the fuck you do when your paycheck is average? Law abiding citizen turned into a savage Got to feed the children, got to feed the habit Fell into a rabbit hole chasing that rabbit Now I'm in Wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam I'm at your West Coast branch, gun in hand I'ma feel like Superman, walk by the teller Better call a trooper, man It's the revenge of the lambs Big Bad Wolf, we sick of these scams Sick of these plans, sick of this dance Walked into his office, took the 9 out my pants You not a man, you a serpent Then I prayed to God and let the 9 get to work I better get to workin', you know I heard they hood robbin' Your money or your life and it ain't no stopping 'em I better get to workin', you know I heard they hood robbin' Your money or your life and it ain't no stopping 'em Ain't that a bitch When you got to steal from the poor and give to the rich Ain't that a bitch When you got to steal from the poor and give to the rich Uh, drug dealer, M.D. Doctor Feel Good, give you what you need In California, prescribe that weed OxyContin and codeine Turn your grandmamma into a fiend I see the sign, not at first, it ain't free I know you 'bout to die, but let me see your ID I know you 'bout to lie, but can you pay this fee? If you can't pay, then please have a seat You can't see a doctor, but you could see a priest We can't save your life 'til we got some assurance Your premium is paid at that insurance I hope you got endurance They got me on hold, and I'm under the influence Nurse high as a kite in charge with my life And everything is lost without Blue Cross You know I heard they hood robbin' Your money or your life and it ain't no stopping 'em You know I heard they hood robbin' Your money or your life and it ain't no stopping 'em Ain't that a bitch When you got to steal from the poor and give to the rich Ain't that a bitch When you got to steal from the poor and give to the rich Whatever you need We got it for cheap right here, baby This America, it ain't gonna cost you nothing But a arm and a leg Maybe one of them motherfuckin' ears Don't trip, just put it on your credit card Put it in your baby name