here's an excerpt of what the "official" lyrics are...
When success is equated with excess
When we’re fighting for the beamer, the lexus
As the heart and soul breathing the company goals
Where success is equated with excess
I want out of this machine
It doesn’t feel like freedom
(chorus)
Cause baby’s always talkin ‘bout a ring
And talk has always been the cheapest thing
Is it true would you do what I want you to
If I show up with the right amount of bling?
Like a puppet on a monetary string
Maybe we’ve been caught singing
red, white, blue, and green
But that ain’t my America,
That ain’t my American dream
here's an excerpt of what the "official" lyrics are...
When success is equated with excess When we’re fighting for the beamer, the lexus As the heart and soul breathing the company goals Where success is equated with excess
I want out of this machine It doesn’t feel like freedom
(chorus)
Cause baby’s always talkin ‘bout a ring And talk has always been the cheapest thing Is it true would you do what I want you to If I show up with the right amount of bling?
Like a puppet on a monetary string Maybe we’ve been caught singing red, white, blue, and green But that ain’t my America, That ain’t my American dream