The King's Dead - PlayGround lyrics

[Verse 1: The Dean's List] 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, pa** me around It's The Dean's List mayne and we sittin' in cla** 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 and chewed it Eat this game, apron off Soph*more year but I'm feelin' so hard [Hook: The Dean's List] 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) [Verse 2: The Dean's List] 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 sh** 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 [Hook: The Dean's List]