Amerikkka’s Nightmare Lyrics – The Game, DJ Drama

Amerikkka’s Nightmare Lyrics - The Game, DJ Drama

Lyrics of Amerikkka’s Nightmare by The Game, DJ Drama, Mike & Keys

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[Intro: DJ Drama]
These days
It’s been no dreams or nightmares
The game’s all fu*ked up
And I ain’t talking ’bout Jayceon

[Chorus: The Game]
West coast, east coast
Always keep the heat close
N!ggas in the streets know I ride like Deebo
LAX to JFK, JFK to Heathrow
Dogs can’t smell it on me (Gangsta)

I go where the beef go
Touchdown, Teezo
Dolo, no RICO
Empty the clip, reload
Die fast, breathe slow
First shot’s the warning, second shot for your ego
Do it right the first time, there will be no sequel

[Post-Chorus: The Game & KRS-One]
America’s nightmare
I just laughed
I think very deeply
America’s nightmare
I, I just laughed
I think very deeply
Get to clicking and clacking

[Verse 1: The Game]
This like my first day out flow
Twenty behind these bars, pu*sy n!gga, keep your mouth closed
Say he a cold killer, I don’t give a fu*k how cold
I’ll wait thirty years, then kill you, make you Alpo
N!ggas know it ain’t no muzzle with me
And I keep the puzzles with me
I don’t run trains, so you n!ggas ain’t fu*king with me

Dodger blue diamond pendant, everything custom with me
And I brought my cousin with me, it feel like Nipsey Hussle with me
I’m out here looking for revenge
Chrome Benz, chrome rims
Riding ’round with this Drac’, no friends
No spins, fu*k the radio, n!gga and fu*k the club
Fu*k your Fashion Nova fit, fu*k all that cap and fake love
Fu*k the dap and fake hugs, fu*k these apps and fake thugs
Fake-ass followers, fake-ass streams and fake buzz
Fake beefs on podcasts, fake Crips and fake Bloods
Fake chains, all you n!ggas do is rap and take drügs

[Chorus: The Game]
West coast, east coast
Always keep the heat close
N!ggas in the streets know I ride like Deebo
LAX to JFK, JFK to Heathrow
Dogs can’t smell it on me
I go where the beef go
Touchdown, Teezo
Dolo, no RICO
Empty the clip, reload
Die fast, breathe slow
First shot’s the warning, second shot for your ego
Do it right the first time, there will be no sequel

[Post-Chorus: The Game & KRS-One]
America’s nightmare
I, I just laughed
I think very deeply
America’s nightmare
I just laughed
I think very deeply

[Verse 2: The Game]
Still got these clips on me, chilling where the nerds at
Still got a couple Crips on me where I used to chop them birds at
Documentary, third act, put it in the pot and stir that
N!gga, keep popping fly, I’ll clip the wings off your bird-ass
N!ggas don’t wanna deal with me
They want me ducked off with my kids
Erased out of the history books
They send lawyers to take my crib
Send b!tches I never touched to set me up, can I live?
They prey on my downfall, you want me dead? N!gga, dig
I don’t pop up at they brunches, do luncheons or red carpets
I wear red rags and hot rags, up and down Slauson
I am Westside connected, this Compton, precede with caution
Fu*k I look like ducking smoke? I’m already half-way to my coffin, so
What’s a Grammy to a n!gga who out here spinning jets
And what’s an internet troll to a n!gga who grew up without the internet?
But I will log you off it, keep sending threats
Put twelve dots on you and park you like that n!gga, GNX

[Chorus: The Game]
West coast, east coast
Always keep the heat close
N!ggas in the streets know I ride like Deebo
LAX to JFK, JFK to Heathrow
Dogs can’t smell it on me
I go where the beef go
Touchdown, Teezo
Dolo, no RICO
Empty the clip, reload
Die fast, breathe slow
First shot’s the warning, second shot for your ego
Do it right the first time, there will be no sequel

[Post-Chorus: The Game & KRS-One]
America’s nightmare (Like a motherfu*king man)
I think very deeply
America’s nightmare
Right up to your face and diss you
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson (Gangsta Grillz)

[Outro: The Game]
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson
Come to Compton, see thriller like Mike Jackson

Amerikkka’s Nightmare Song Credits & Production Details

Song Title Amerikkka’s Nightmare
Singer(s) The Game, DJ Drama & Mike & Keys
Musician(s) The Game, DJ Drama & Mike & Keys
Lyricist(s) The Game, DJ Drama & Mike & Keys
Language English

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