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  • 作词 : Kottonmouth Kings
    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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe 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
    BeamerBut it didn't long for things, 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 lies6 months later,
    Municipal court
    Divorce time baby, child support
    I went from home cooked meals to
    TV dinners
    No more little
    Steven, now it's
    Saint Dog the
    SinnerThere'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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    Gave in a little deeper to the third degree
    More drugs, white thugs and wannabes
    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, never perpetrate
    I don't want no degree selling herbs on the burbs
    On Eriee 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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe 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"
    Ooh what a feeling, ooh what a life
    Now you can't turn back the hands of time
    So let me tell you about da flyest friend of mine
    He's Bobby
    B, king of the crops
    Deep dark purse, 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
    It's X and you know he's rolling with
    Saint DogLeapin' like some frogs, trunk full of hogs
    Trunk full of stakes, dirt bikes and rakes
    Whatever we could get we was gonna take
    Just like the pirates of the
    CaribbeanNeighborhood watch, don't like what they're seein'
    **** 'em 'cause they got it like that
    Kottonmouth rollin' deep, snatching surfboard wax
    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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe system got you but it won't get 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 system
  • 作词 : Kottonmouth Kings
    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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe 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
    BeamerBut it didn't long for things, 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 lies6 months later,
    Municipal court
    Divorce time baby, child support
    I went from home cooked meals to
    TV dinners
    No more little
    Steven, now it's
    Saint Dog the
    SinnerThere'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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    Gave in a little deeper to the third degree
    More drugs, white thugs and wannabes
    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, never perpetrate
    I don't want no degree selling herbs on the burbs
    On Eriee 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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe 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"
    Ooh what a feeling, ooh what a life
    Now you can't turn back the hands of time
    So let me tell you about da flyest friend of mine
    He's Bobby
    B, king of the crops
    Deep dark purse, 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
    It's X and you know he's rolling with
    Saint DogLeapin' like some frogs, trunk full of hogs
    Trunk full of stakes, dirt bikes and rakes
    Whatever we could get we was gonna take
    Just like the pirates of the
    CaribbeanNeighborhood watch, don't like what they're seein'
    **** 'em 'cause they got it like that
    Kottonmouth rollin' deep, snatching surfboard wax
    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'
    BThe system got you but it won't get me
    The big A, little
    A and a bouncin'
    BThe system got you but it won't get 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 system