American Dream [Remix]

Yeah, I see that racing and it might be that bitch
Punched holes in the wall, damn, you heard? (Wu-Tang)
Let's get it (Busta Rhymes, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
Plus I'm rollin' with the best motherfuckers in the game right now
You heard? (Block McCloud!) Come on!

We got the illest team
We swarm like Killer Bees
You can chop like guillotine
'Cause only I'm a living dream
Can-I-Bus is in me
I Bust-A-Rhyme, deliver C's
Best believe it, baby, I'm a living dream

Check, see how the streets will get you stopping and looking (hah)
When I'm in the kitchen seasoning the concoction and cook and look
A lot of you niggas trash like it's hard just to step it up
The guru with a gourmet, a scientist and a chef in a
A restaurant for the heat and a deli that'll always serve the hood
24 hours, feeding niggas the hors-d'oeuvres
God rap prophecy, Bust Rhymes the Great
Prepared a full course meal, juice leakin' from the steak

Check, acting like you ain't knowing, you niggas must be idiots
Yeah, I know my name already, Bust Rhymes and affiliates
But slip mode in this bitch, the alliance is kinda serious
Damage e'rything in the building regardless of where it is
The way I saturate the street, I'm only saying
I rapidly feed the hood like I'm a fast-food chain (huh)
No need to ever question why the hood love me
Got the aliens and vegetarians, feed you if you hungry

Debauchery
Ain't no peace in poverty
Keep watchin' me
Blow your ass up like Blockupy
Know your psychology
Nigga don't lie to me
Disaster strikes, yeah, that's prophesy

Theocratic liberal faggot right-wing fascist
Democratic crack addict
Politics is a language
54th Street downtown
Maroon Lincoln Navigator
Music is loud, the usual crowd

The center of attention is where all the energy is directed
It's deceptive so I stand corrected
Top tier rated review
Same as you, say it ain't true
I put a nigga to shame in the booth
Difference between me and them

Fingerprints and dick size
Bad Leroy Brown spaz like Spetsnaz
Lumberjack on steroids
Break you off with my bare hands, boy
Sledgehammer to the groin

So many ways to control the human animal
Whole strategy's to make the world more manageable
More or less, best protect your neck, guard your chest
The war of attrition
Them niggas starved in the trench
Only the strong survive
You know the monster's always gonna try
Those with a conscience probably gonna die (die, die, die)

We got the illest team
We swarm like Killer Bees
You can chop like guillotine
'Cause only I'm a living dream
Can-I-Bus is in me
I Bust-A-Rhyme, deliver C's
Best believe it, baby, I'm a living dream

Hot tub
Hubs guard the watchdog
The watchdogs watch the socks boil
I got them ox tail plates and now you hail-marble topsoil
Your plots foil like wetlands from onyx soil

I broil flocks
Smoke silver like an Arctic fox
No bark but shots don't hard compress the rocks
Watch the target burn through your chest plate
Dextro metal face, my scripts broke, penetrate

Clicks go, fist throat, separate, wrist throat
Butterfly shank you lightweight
I lift scopes in a sworn ceremony
Master next lift ropes
Attorney stiff as soul, cough as I row
To assist to lift your soul
Skip the fragments of your skull

Detroit Piston man a place to Indiana brawl
Scuba dive a landing strip
Mess all the walls and
Put 'em to sleep since I'm slept on, yes, y'all

Oh yeah, I'm the big conquerin' lion
From outta Mount Zion
My things is like two pins made from Wolverine iron (yeah)
You had dreams, I was down with the Mayans
I hunt witches, chop heads off Medusa (uh-uh)
Can't block out McCloud, he a crazy producer (yeah)
All my homies stay tight like me and my Hoovers
Bang out, that's young nigga shit
I don't hang out
Might see me after Ma saw at Jimmy Kane house (woo)

I'm gifted, stay away from wood niggas and stank bitches (uh-uh)
Jesus feed your whole team with two fishes
The angel of rap destroyed demons and death wishes (yeah)
Even my homeboy act very suspicious
La Fontaine on the track, little brother, come get this
Mos Def with the Clan but I'm Common with kisses (what?)
And I'm 50 when it's time to get down in the ditches (yeah, yeah, yeah)

We got the illest team
We swarm like Killer Bees
You can chop like guillotine
'Cause only I'm a living dream
Can-I-Bus is in me
I Bust-A-Rhyme, deliver C's
Best believe it, baby, I'm a living dream