[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 fu*k, my daddy built that house And when he got drunk, he almost k**ed 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 f** about a Dow Jones average What the f** 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 b**h? When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich? Ain't that a b**h? 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 a**urance 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 b**h? When you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich? Ain't that a b**h? 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 motherf**in ears, haha Don't trip, just put in on ya credit card... Put it in ya baby' name, haha