Phase 1 - American Made lyrics

[Verse 1 Phase One] Phase be American made.American dream just fades thru the haze. We all trying to get it some lost through the maze like beverly, modern day slave trade Phase ain't entering. Date with destiny, higher ups probably end censoring, because they know our light be mentoring. The young ones, middle age, parents that been afraid, thinking Hip Hop would go away like Cobain. Nope it would never die like Coltrane. I tell the youth this euphoria for your brain & euthanasia for the fakers blocking our lane. We on them elevators never on that last stage. Interior decorators come back & things changed.Funny what some time apart would do to a mind frame. They say we k** the game no blood on our hands mang. Wake from slumber, we them brothers...Grade A... [Verse 2 Phase One] This world be American made...up of the hustlers that come in different shades. Cold no empathy. Mean's no room for the sympathy. Music to their ears & it plays like symphonies.In the hood all u hear are the hymns. Born in sin with low income. So they sin some,to get some & spend some. On the fast lane somehow the law happens to get them. Under table pay offs. Living with unnecessary layoffs. Prisoners, making heroes out of cats like Madoff. This type of truth is impossible to make up. Our true potential is so colossal that its dangerous. Land of the free. What a price to pay to make it. The rotten apple's home picture the tree that it came from. Even worse than what's described in a verse. Life the precious gift more overcoming the curse... [Verse 3 Phase One] This game be American made filled with the pompous', self righteous and misogynists. It's also filled with the folks who play the opposite, speaking the struggle trying to cope with what the option is. You either roll with the pack or be targeted. Watch for your spirit because it's always open market &, these young women need better role models because the road to success ain't a throat to swallow. That's no disrespect, I'm just think tomorrow for your kids & their kids & how time is borrowed. This life ain't twitter is not who you follow but how to lead filling that substance to the hollow. Don't get sleepy. Corrupt folk always be creeping. Forget 5 days then the weekend. Always on the job til' they feel us weaken. American made from the flames the world breathing...