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american dream (demo version 1) - children of the corn lyrics

[verse 1: k!lla cam]

[verse 2: murda mase]
and watched out for cops, squad cars, and bimmers
and larger ninas, flee the country to argentina
lay back on the beach, yeah, coastin’ with commuters
smokin’ the buddhas on the cruise*line boat to aruba
for a while, yo, pumped the vile so i could pile dough
then become a harlem kingpin just like alpo
get paid so i can lay low in san diego
with yayo, and ship it out whenever i say so

[verse 3: k!lla cam]

[verse 4: murda mase]

[verse 4: bloodshed]
yo, i leave you dazed and froze with all kinds of amazin’ flows
money surrounded, i count it while bathin’ with asian hoes
back home, n*ggas is after me
i’m past the sea sippin’ daiquiris
coke factories, fiends baggin’ up crack for me
[?]
from cuttin’ up rocks to investin’ in stocks
nautica yachts and knots bustin’ out of my socks
now that blood’s paid and chubby, all the ladies love me
they hate who made me hubby
behind my back, they say my baby’s ugly
each night, i sleep with freaks in lamborghini jeeps
neighbors be sneekin’ peeks
of how my s*m*n leaks between the sheets
mess up my loot, i’ll cut ya collars, juan!
’cause these is modern times
and the only thing i see is dollar signs
[chorus]
yo! makin’ this money’s the american dream
east coast to west coast — you know what i mean
whether it’s uptown or downtown — you pick the scene
you gotta get your own scheme, we ain’t splittin’ this green

[verse 5: k!lla cam]

[verse 6: murda mase]

[verse 7: k!lla cam]
[?]
so all the fame without the fortune? godd*mn, you wrong!
k!lla kid cam’ron, survivin’ in the amazon

[verse 8: murda mase]

[chorus]
yo! makin’ this money’s the american dream
east coast to west coast — you know what i mean
whether it’s uptown or downtown — you pick the scene
you gotta get your own scheme, we ain’t splittin’ this green
yo! makin’ this money’s the american dream
east coast to west coast — you know what i mean
whether it’s uptown or downtown — you pick the scene
you gotta get your own scheme, we ain’t splittin’ this green

- children of the corn lyrics

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