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I strengthen my intuition
By Contemplating decisions
In the cut like incision
Wit my niggas We be chillin
Riding wit no ceiling in a 92 Cabrio
You
'm joking
If I'm N9ne I keep that pistol smoking
By design to find your prime time if their eyes open
Sign of the times ain't dependent on the rhymes
Keep It Movin
Written by: Janae K. Dean, Wayburn Dean, Doug Beiden
c 2020 Wayjade MusicASCAP, Coach Beiden Music, BMI
Admin, Music Services,
Jimmy Dean's
Plug told me he 85 style, but I ain't Chico Bean
Up late, writing, making plays while I'm burning trees
Fresco get the dough, we both forgot
Faithful
Written by: Janae K. Dean, Wayburn Dean, Doug Beiden
c 2020 Wayjade MusicASCAP, Coach Beiden Music, BMI
Admin, Music Services, Nashville TN
"Aye yo, Donz Press Play"
"Turn Me Up J.Kav"
Mama is an Alumni, yeah
Nowadays, she's hard to come by
(Ain't much)
Her knowledge makes the sunrise
They won't be proud of me
Until I cop them Prada jeans
Dropped out of school
Shot middle fingers at my college dean
Don't care bout being seen
I'd rather
with Dean
Real player-ism and that's no joke
Snort a lot of coke with ho's that like to smoke
I was makin' records but wasn't makin' money
You can take
(His Truth is marching on)
To Ivan Kovanovich, USSR
Dear Ivan
You don't know me and I don't know you
But I sure would like to meet you
Yes
(His Truth is marching on)
To Ivan Kovanovich, USSR
Dear Ivan
You don't know me and I don't know you
But I sure would like to meet you
Yes
Let's go to California
They ain't never seen nobody like ya
I'll be james dean
You can be Marilyn Monroe
Let's go to California
They ain't
wanna be run by you
You can stick your 10 double A's, my 16 F's are here to stay
Cause I am big, I am strong, and I'm gonna be here for long
Hollywood is
'm like a train I roll hard lettin' off much steam
In the cut-off flanel and the dusty jeans, baby
I never was cool with James Dean, but I be hangin'
Dean
On my shit this was supposed to happen, it's guaranteed
Oh I give em work, oh yes Indeed, by any means
Body slouchin' sloppy like burrito, I
version of James Dean
Hiding behind a popped collar but my ears can be seen, I'm
Giddily giggling with glee
As if no one can see me, I'm
Giddily giggling
Pull up to the club we be on Banshees and CRs
Ask about us who we are
I'm a young king I'm wassup
I ain't asking for no ride I
Made it here all by
NEVER ONCE
Written by: Janae K. Dean, Wayburn Dean, Doug Beiden
c 2020 Wayjade MusicASCAP, Coach Beiden Music, BMI
Admin, Music Services, Nashville
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not begging niggas
I was making records but wasn't making money
You can take it seriously or you can think its funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
Eyes of an angel
Music and lyrics by Beverley Dean
Piano by Ollie Lepage-Dean
Arranged by Didier Dessers
In tribute to Laure Nobels (1995-2012)
language that
Money machine clicking
They been rap dissing, I ain't seen, niggas
Know Omelly ready, I got Dean with us
And that 7 on me, I got Leem with us
a day with you
I'll catch you as you fly
Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
I'll wave as you go by
And if you should ever wonder
How the years
you did dirt, but I can't dig it
It don't concern you if you wasn't born in it
Oh no oh oh i swear we got to fast-forward
Before time flies by
My new
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