The American Dream R. City (Ft. Musiq Soulchild)

[Intro]
Now you can let them dreamkillers
Kill your dreams
Or use your arrogance as a steam to power your dreams
Power your dreams
Use your arrogance as a steam
To power your dreams
Now you can let them dreamkillers
Kill your dreams
Or use your arrogance as a steam to power your dreams
Power your dreams
Power your dreams

[Verse 1: Anything Ill]
Yea nah mean
Yea. Before the age of eleven
He knew he was destined for something great when he was seven
Came from the slums but still ain't nobody could tell him
That he wouldn’t make it cause that wasn’t even a question
Pops worked hard. Mama prayed for them better days
Where life gets sweet as his grandmamas lemonade
So everyday of the week
He’s constantly trying to pave
His road to success cause he knows that he’s on his way
Yeah. Too determined to get it so he ain't settle
Ambitions of a kid tryna make it up out the ghetto
A young martin luther with dreams of being a hero
So everybody above him ain't even up on his level
Most of his homies either dead or they serving time
A few of them made it out
But the rest of them selling dimes
On the corner
Where he knows its just a matter of time
Before that happens to him
So hell die trying