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The Dean's List

Album : PlayGround hip-hop PlayStop

Too many things cross your mind
When you're sittin' on that bus doin' shows all the time
Called my ex, I tell her to forget me

And call my man, tell the city to respect me
Put me on ice, cool me down
Pour me out, pass me around
It's The Dean's List mayne and we sittin' in class
With the best of these guys workin' on math
Numbers on deck, hold that back
Run against us, you're gon' lose that check
I train like Floyd, cause the young boy
Came a long way since guns and toys
Told ya bring a plate, fork included
Stick it on there, like it's
gum

Told ya bring a plate, fork included
Stick it on there, like it's
gum
Eat this game, apron off
Sophomore year but I'm feelin' so hard
Leave me alone, go away
I'll come back out when I'm ready to play
Because, life is like a playground and these are the monkey bars
So climb to the sky and lay down
Your pillow is a star (star, yeah, yeah, star, star)
Yeah, load that tape, skip to the end
This the last scene but the movie never ends
Mama said run and don't look back
Cause they all gon' hate when you talk about facts
Tell 'em Christ ain't God, and look at they faces
Praying to a man but the priest will never face it
Like my life, I don't skip a page
We don't do shit unless it comes with a maid
That's rich folk talk, about to be my lingo
Talkin' with success, that's 'bout to be my intro
I used to be the same guy you ain't never ask for
Remember me? Middle school?
Used to get the haircut thinkin' I would get some
Jeans real low, usin' words like 'yeah son!'
What a damn joke, but look at me now
You lookin' up here, and I'm lookin' on down

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