Suburban Life Ain't what it seems Suburban life the American dream Suburban life so pretty and clean Suburban life Ain't what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me
Now my pops bought the system, American dreamer Bought a new home and a brand new Beamer It didn't long for things to fall apart Because the system that he bought ain't got no heart From the bills for days he, got blood shot eyes The American dream was a pack of lies 6 months later Municipal court Divorce time baby, child support I went from home cooked meals to TV dinners No more little Steven, now I'm Saint Dogg the sinner There's no cash back cause there was no receipt Man suburban life ain't done a dime for me
Suburban Life ain't what it seems Suburban life the American dream Suburban life so pretty and clean Suburban life ain't what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me
Gave in a little deeper to the third degree More drugs, white thugs, and wannabe's Soldiers of the burbs all feel deceived America! What? Land of the green Now you got problems I got mine too There's not enough bud for the Kottonmouth Krew Cause when we smoke we smoke to get away To elevate from this world of hate, now to perpetrate I don't want no degree for selling herbs in the Burbs On every street No real jobs for the PTB, So what's it gonna be? White minority!
Suburban Life ain't what it seems Suburban life the American dream Suburban life so pretty and clean Suburban life ain't what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me
Now broken homes inside every house Neighbors yellin', can't work it out I said beaten wives, tweaked out nights Ooo what a feeling Ooo what a life Now you can't turn back the hands of time So let me tell you about a fly-ass friend of mine He's Bobby B, king of the crops Deep dark purps, phat drop tops Philly blunt placed behind his ear, Two turn tables and a Heineken beer And this is just and everyday thing Kottonmouth Kings telephone rings Its X and you know he's rollin' with Saint Dogg Leapin' like some frogs trunk full of hogs Trunk full of stakes, dirt bikes and rakes What ever we could get we was gonna take Just like the pirates of the Caribbean Neighborhood watch don't like what there seein' Ha ha ha we got it like that Kottonmouth rollin' deep, snatching surfboard racks
Suburban Life ain't what it seems Suburban life the American dream Suburban life so pretty and clean Suburban life ain't what it seems
The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it won't get me
Suburban Life ain't what it seems Suburban life the American dream
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