Dream sold on credit, rate on the rise,
Sign for a diploma, wake up in debt, no surprise.
Blood got a price tag, the siren a bill,
You die all paid up, insured, lyin’ still.
Lead grow in the halls like wheat in the field,
Notebooks with holes, ain’t no wounds healed.
They pray on the grip, they vote on the blood,
Flag wave on the coffins, deep in the mud.
They bottled the pain, signed the script,
White powder with a logo, stock prices flipped.
Bury our sons in boxes of pills,
Dealer in a tie, got an office on the hill.
[Chorus]
American Dream, American Dream,
You sleep wide-eyed, they run the scheme.
Chains got numbers now, no key,
Cage on the stock market, lockdown for a fee.
Yesterday the cotton, today the orange suit,
Field just changed names, same old root.
Knee on the neck, a badge for the alibi,
Two skins, two weights, watch the scale lie.
Blindfold on Lady Justice, but she know
Exactly which side to let fall low.
Bank burn the house, we pay for the flame,
Wall Street wolves took the bonus, no shame.
They save the yachts, let the rowboats drown,
Net for the top, we fall to the ground.
American Dream, American Dream,
You sleep wide-eyed, they run the scheme.
Laws sold by the gram, senators for rent,
Capitol a showcase, every dime well spent.
They spread fire over there, sell water here,
Bomb money never fed a school, that’s clear.
Statue hold the torch, but lock the door,
Wall made of bricks from the ones it ignore.
Tents under the towers, one sidewalk, two lands,
Herd in front of two screens, ruled by commands.
Dream got a logo, a Black Friday deal,
Fight for a TV while the roof cave, for real.
Flag made overseas, sold to you dear,
Neon dream go dark when you get near.
American Dream, American Dream,
You sleep wide-eyed, they run the scheme.
[Outro]
The dream…
A sleepin’ pill…
American…
Dream…
Written, composed and produced by ErnestoKade.
Released by Tiple Sound Records.
@ ErnestoKade All Rights Reserved