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Suburban ain't what it seems
life, the American dream
Suburban life, so pretty and
Suburban life ain't what it

The big A, A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it get me
The big A, little A and a B
The system got you but it get me

Now my bought the system, American dreamer
Bought a new home and a brand new
But it didn't long for things, things to apart
Because the that he bought ain't got no heart

From the for days he got blood shot eyes
The American dream was a of lies
6 months later, Municipal
Divorce time baby, support

I went from home cooked meals to TV
No more Steven, now it's Saint Dog the Sinner
There's no cash back 'cause was no receipt
Man, suburban life ain't a dime for me

Suburban life what it seems
Suburban life, the dream
Suburban life, so pretty and
Suburban ain't what it seems

The big A, A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it get me
The big A, A and a bouncin' B
The system got you but it get me

Gave in a deeper to the third degree
drugs, white thugs and wannabes
Soldiers of the burbs all feel
America, Land of the green

Now you got problems I got too
There's not enough bud for the Krew
'Cause we smoke we smoke to get away
To from this world of hate, never perpetrate

I want no degree selling herbs on the burbs
On Eriee
No real for the PTB, so what's it gonna be?
minority

Suburban life ain't what it
Suburban life, the American
Suburban life, so pretty and
Suburban ain't what it seems

The big A, little A and a B
The system got you but it get me
The big A, little A and a B
The got you but it won't get me

Now broken inside every house
Neighbors yellin', work it out
I said, "Beaten wives, out nights"
Ooh what a feeling, ooh what a
Now you can't turn the hands of time
So let me tell you about da flyest of mine

He's B, king of the crops
Deep dark purse, drop tops
Philly placed behind his ear
Two turn tables and a Heineken

And is just and everyday thing
Kottonmouth telephone rings
It's X and you he's rolling with Saint Dog
Leapin' like some frogs, full of hogs

Trunk full of stakes, dirt and rakes
Whatever we could get we was gonna
Just like the pirates of the
Neighborhood watch, like what they're seein'
Fuck 'em 'cause got it like that
rollin' deep, snatching surfboard wax

Suburban life what it seems
life, the American dream
Suburban life, so and clean
Suburban ain't what it seems

The big A, A and a bouncin' B
The got you but it won't get me
The big A, A and a bouncin' B
The got you but it won't get me

life ain't what it seems
Suburban life, the American
Suburban life, so and clean
Suburban life what it seems
Fuck the