The American Way

[Intro]

Goes a long way

Yeah

I went from...

[Verse 1]

Irrelevant to villain; now you know what I'm about

To where my story start from and how the fuck it come about

Where'd I get my heart from? Defiance in my arteries

There's giants in my neighborhood, the violence is a part of me

Silencers on shotties while Illuminatis eyein me

The future's in my palm, this is who it is that I will be

It's intuitive probably, I just knew that it gotta be

My come down and paranoia's like I'm through with a robbery

I came through with the mob with me, my brothers are gangsters

For real fuck the pinstripe suits, we shoot to kill

I ain't no guinea drivin around in a Coupe De Ville

I'm an Irish alcoholic starin with the ruthless grill

I've been around the world from the rhymes that my hands wrote

Fiends shootin dope in their veins cause they can't cope

I read the letters from the prisons that my mans wrote

And screamed the pain in my life from my damn throat

Cause I am

[Hook]

No superstar, no father figure

I keep it simple for you, it ain't hard to figure (OUT~!)

I shouldn't have to scream and shout - to get my point across

When I was young this is what I dreamed about

Crispy Benjamin bills and heroin hey

Code of silence, violence they never could say

Fly ho suckin me off ev-ery day

Fuck the world, this is just The American Way

[Verse 2]

Rosary beads hang from my neck, sixes on my dice repeatedly

With Jesus and Judas at the Last Supper

They both startin to eat at me, I started bogartin the scenery

When nobody believed in me

My friends are OD'in and leavin me; people are pussy

Pushin me over the edge perceivin me evilly

Even if I deceivingly mean to be mean, it's all meaningless

And I'll be locked in a 6 by 8 box as a genius

If the genie's comin out to lamp them three wishes

Then I ask first to stop bein so vicious

Remember back when I was broke and cleanin those dishes

For 5 bucks an hour, all I wanted was power

Number two, I wish that I could be understood

It's time to be before I'm six deep under dirt, under wood

Finally, cause I'm a piece of shit, I got plenty people remindin me

I have visions that you gotta be blind to see

My third wish is for my son to be a champion

And see the light when the world's dark and the lamp is dim

He can't be me and thank God that I can't be him

Let him know who loves him, this is what I was then

[Hook]

No superstar, no father figure

I keep it simple for you, it ain't hard to figure (OUT~!)

I shouldn't have to scream and shout - to get my point across

When I was young this is what I dreamed about

Crispy Benjamin bills and heroin hey

Code of silence, violence they never could say

Fly ho suckin me off ev-ery day

Fuck the world, this is just The American Way

("Statik Selektah...")