The American Dream [Clean] (Album Version (Edited))
Afroman
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Yes, yes, thank you for inviting me here for my final speech
Ladies and gentlemen, homosexuals, lesbians, and transvestites
Allow me to introduce myself as the hungry hustler Afroman
I am the American dream
Even though the government tried to experiment with me
By placing me in the projects
I'm still the American dream
Surrounded by drugs, jeopardize my life by living around thugs
But I'm still the American dream
Kicked out of Palmdale High School
Because I was considered a distraction to the educational process
I've traveled through the complete metamorphosis of the justice system
And I'm still the American dream
In the juvenile hall as a tadpole
Hopped out of prison as a bullfrog
But I'm still the American dream
The most rejected, disrespected
When I went for a job I was never selected
But I am still the American dream
And right about now I find it quite serendipitous
To see that all of you sometimey, wishy-washy
Two-faced, backstabbing, conniving hypocrites
Have accumulated here in my midst
To persecute my character with such flagrant slanderosity
But I counterattack by calling it constructive criticism
And all of your negativity has been recycled into motivation
And I am still the American dream
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind but now I see
There's a lot of people out there that can identify with me
Young lady right here, you may be a single teenage mother
But you are still the American dream
The lady next to you, yes, uh
Your breasts may not be as big as men think they should be
But you are still the American dream
Young man, you may not be a baller, shot caller
With 20 inch blades on the Impala
But you are still the American dream
Young man right here
You may have spent all your money on a hoodrat chick
And didn't get no head last night
But you are still the American dream
Yes sir, I am just like Pam
I'm for the black man, the Mexican, even poor white
All human beings that have no rights
So put down your past, pick up your future
Follow me as we journey through the Red Sea
'Cause I done been to the mountaintop
I've seen the Promised Land
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the underground category
My mind has been delivered, my spirit has been reinstated
From the corporate world's modern-day slavery
I've been emancipated
Free at last, free at last
Fuck a drug test, I'm finna roll some grass
Love, peace, and afro grease, forever
Buckaw! A-E-I-O-U
And sometimes W
'Cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high
The views of Afroman does not necessarily reflect
The views and opinions of T-Bone's Records
Buckaw!