P Diddy Puff Daddy American Dream lyrics

[P. Diddy]
This is not America
Bad Boy baby, David Bowie, let`s go

[Chorus: David Bowie]
This is not America
This is not America
This is not America
This is not America

[P. Diddy]
Land where my father died, land where my children cried
Come on, America, ain`t no barriers
Free the strings, let`s see how freedom rings
One nation all gettin` down for the dollars
And the heat is gettin` hotter
But a lot don`t understand
Just the way some plan to break you
I done seen the whole thing go straight through
Hungry for it, I`ma make you
Pay back what`s due to me
Everybody gonna see, look what they put upon me
Made me a monster, two steps beyond ya
More streets to wonder
For which it stands for cause let`s get it
Cause I`ma get mine for damn sure, come on

[Loon]
Screens, greens car candy painted
Chicks in cream is the American dream, ain`t it?
I pledge allegiance to Beamers, dark skies
Sleepless nights on the block, two for fives
Deep in the struggles but need the hustle
Weed and blow shit I make the block bubble
I`m to the point where I`m playa hatin`
Fool in the stash and I`m losin` my patience
Medieval times in the chest of the beast
Come around sniffin` I`ma mess up ya fleece
Job lookin` I`d rather be pot cookin`
It`s not America, son this is Brooklyn
Home of the shiesty, home of the crook
We signed joints, ain`t scared to do a took
My country tis of thee, where there`s no liberty
Just misery, ya heard me

[Chorus]

[Kain]
Now why can`t I breathe with a gun and come free
If six dead people run this country
Now they come cause my crew`
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