American Dream🫰Scheme

American Dream, our hope and our fight,
From dusk ‘til dawn, chasing that light.
It’s a tough grind, but I’m made of steel,
Movin' through the chaos, it's all so real.

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.
[Verse 1]
Look at your phone, you'll see what I mean,
Can you tell me now, you're an American Dream?
Scrolling through life in a digital stream,
Chasing the likes, it’s not what it seems.

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.
Promises fade like a Hollywood scene,
In the land of the free, what does it mean?

Wake up each day to the sound of a beep,
Work all day, but you barely make a heap.
In the land of the brave, can you still sleep?
Living the Dream, but the climb’s so steep.

From sea to shining sea, we chase the light,
But what if the Dream is just out of sight?
In the hustle and the grind, we fight the fight,
But are we truly living, or just getting by?

Faces in the crowd, everyone’s the same,
Caught in the race, just a part of the game.
Dreams sold on billboards, who takes the blame?
In the search for the Dream, do we forget our name?

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.
Promises fade like a Hollywood scene,
In the land of the free, what does it mean?

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.
Promises fade like a Hollywood scene,
In the land of the free, what does it mean?

Broke the chains, now I'm set to ignite,
Climbing skyscrapers, reaching new heights.
Cash rules everything, we grind all night,
But in this hustle, we lose sight.

Street corner legends, telling tales of old,
From the gutter to the gold, stories unfold.
Living this life, fearless and bold,
But in the end, is it worth the toll?

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.

So look at your phone, and tell me what you see,
Are you living the Dream, or just trying to be?
In this land of the free, are you truly free?
What’s the cost of the Dream, tell me what’s the fee?

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.
Promises fade like a Hollywood scene,
In the land of the free, what does it mean?

Yeah, we rise from the ashes, city-slick and mean,
True grit, born to fit this American Dream.
From the corner hustle to that corporate sheen,
We chase and we grind, bridging seen and unseen.

In the boroughs and blocks, where the real ones thrive,
Hard work, everyday, it’s the way we survive.
No handouts, just dreams keeping us alive,
In the struggle, we hustle, feeling so high.

American Dream, is it real or a scheme?
Lost in the glow of a blue-lit screen.