[Ice Cube]

(If I can sell you the American Dream, I can sell you anything...)

[Verse 1]

I got to get out, I'm gettin put out of my house

I got to pack up my refrigerator and couch

It's a set up, but the bank wants me out

Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me out

This "adjustable rate"- it choked me out

They gave me a loan and I had no clout

They gave me a house, for me and my spouse

Called my mama and my aunt, y'all should re-finance

I let 'em dance wit' the devil

Dig they own grave, and I gave them the shovel

FUCK, my daddy built that house

And when he got drunk, he almost killed that house

Is this American dream, or the American scheme...?

...That got me walkin these American streets?

It's kinda sad when you have to get a hernia

Because ya helped ya grandmama move furniture

(If I can sell you the American Dream, I can sell you anything...)

[Verse 2]

Look at this maggot... with his stimulus package

I can give a fuck about a Dow Jones average

What the fuck you do when your pay check is average?

Law abiding citizen, turned into a savage

Got to feed the children, got to feed the habit

Fell into a rabbit hole, chasin that rabbit

Now I'm in Wonderland, feelin like the Son of Sam

I'm at'cho West coast branch, GUN IN HAND

I'ma feel like Superman...

Walk by the teller, better call a trooper ma'am (Wahh)

It's the revenge of the lambs

Big bad wolf, we sick of these scams

Sick of these plans, sick of this dance

Walked into his office, took the nine out my pants (Wahh)

You not a man, you a (serpent)

Then I prayed to God, let the nine get to workin

(I better get to workin)

[Hook]

You know, I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em

(I better get to workin)

You know, I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em

Ain't that a bitch?

When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

Ain't that a bitch?

When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

[Verse 3]

Drug dealer M.D.

Doctor Feel Good, give you what'chu need

In California, prescribe that weed, Oxy Contin, and Codeine

Turn ya grandmama into a fiend

And see this Cyanide? The first hit ain't free

I know you're bout to die, but let me see your ID

I know you're bout to lie, but can ya pay this fee?

If you can't pay, then please have a seat

You can't see a doctor, but you can see a priest

We can't save ya life 'til we got some insurance

Your premium is paid, at that assurance

I hope ya got endurance

They got me on hold, and I'm under the influence

Nurse high as a kite, in charge with my life

And everything is lost, without Blue-Cross

[Hook]

You know, I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em

You know, I heard they hood robbin

Your money or your life, and it ain't no stoppin 'em

Ain't that a bitch?

When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

Ain't that a bitch?

When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich?

[Outro]

Whatever you need, we got it for cheap right here baby

This America, it ain't gon' cost ya nothin...

But a arm and a leg... maybe one of them motherfuckin ears, haha

Don't trip, just put in on ya credit card...

Put it in ya baby' name, haha