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speak of the devil Video (MV)




Performed By: Deano
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Dean Reynolds




Deano - speak of the devil Lyrics




I've been nodding
Feel like I'm gonna pass out
Been rocking all the new shit you haven't heard yet
Speakers sounding like a church service
No gospel, just worship
Never-mind you know I ain't worth shit
I ain't gonna do it like that
Yes, I'm an egomaniac
Half dirt-bag
Some might say I don't deserve that
Others think I should be stripped and forced to live outside bathing in the bird bath

Not enough hours
Twenty-Four only limits my power
Their face covered in flour like the counter
But psychedelics been giving me encounters
Hard drugs are only uppers then downers
Sobriety is such a hard challenge
I'm Jimmy Iovine meets Jimmy Fallon

I'm a taurus but I drive an escape
I don't really listen to the news or the state
Really I just wanna ride my own wave and not feel overwhelmed by the end of the day
All I do is sit down to create
With an intermittent dose of videogames
And when I'm feeling lonely I masterbate
Now your gonna do a double take, like

Speak of the devil
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I'm not ready to settle
I'm coming back with a medal

Y'all are entertaining
I like the way your explaining
All of the ways I'm behaving
You might as well call me satan...

She's coming home to me
Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated
So go ahead, start competing
I know that she's never leaving
Cause I'm a king in the sheets
On the keys, and the beats
Everything, it's coming from me, deano

Focus on me please, stream the releases
But don't call me Jesus
Unless rockstar be the prefix

Yeah I ain't trying to get god mad
No pillars of salt, turning to hot ash, from a hot flash, just God's plan
Just quoting my dad
Said deano, who you are matters
I don't know it almost sounds like flatter
Acid last year had me see Jacob's ladder

But expectations are stressful
Did you want Senioritis or future successful?
Now I know I wasn't ready, cause
I didn't even know what I wanted to begin with
New messages, deleted numbers
Same dean, same lover
I keep to my cover, let's be civil
No winter soldiers, no brother against brother

We could be friends
Or something other
I don't give a f*ck just don't get butthurt
If you wanted something else I'm sorry
But there's other songs in your library
Your moms friends might come crying to me
Felt like dean had propriety
He had niceties so did he lie to me?
Now he's a menace to society?
F*ck that your getting way too hype
I sit in my studio and get way too high
Make music till' I feel alright
It rarely happens but art takes time

Try to touch me and see what happens when we get to punching
You think I'm tough? Bitch I'm running, I don't need to bluff I'm forthcoming and honest

If they ever cancel me it won't be no content of my character
Takin' two shots like a derringer
Trying to give no f*cks like a senator

Speak of the devil
I'm on a whole 'nother level
Im not ready to settle
I'm coming back with a medal

Y'all are entertaining
I like the way your explaining
All of the ways I'm behaving
You might as well call me satan...

She's coming home to me
Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated
So go ahead, start competing
I know that she's never leaving
Cause I'm a king in the sheets
On the keys, and the beats
Everything, it's coming from me, deano
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I've been nodding
Feel like I'm gonna pass out
Been rocking all the new shit you haven't heard yet
Speakers sounding like a church service
No gospel, just worship
Never-mind you know I ain't worth shit
I ain't gonna do it like that
Yes, I'm an egomaniac
Half dirt-bag
Some might say I don't deserve that
Others think I should be stripped and forced to live outside bathing in the bird bath

Not enough hours
Twenty-Four only limits my power
Their face covered in flour like the counter
But psychedelics been giving me encounters
Hard drugs are only uppers then downers
Sobriety is such a hard challenge
I'm Jimmy Iovine meets Jimmy Fallon

I'm a taurus but I drive an escape
I don't really listen to the news or the state
Really I just wanna ride my own wave and not feel overwhelmed by the end of the day
All I do is sit down to create
With an intermittent dose of videogames
And when I'm feeling lonely I masterbate
Now your gonna do a double take, like

Speak of the devil
I'm on a whole 'nother level
I'm not ready to settle
I'm coming back with a medal

Y'all are entertaining
I like the way your explaining
All of the ways I'm behaving
You might as well call me satan...

She's coming home to me
Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated
So go ahead, start competing
I know that she's never leaving
Cause I'm a king in the sheets
On the keys, and the beats
Everything, it's coming from me, deano

Focus on me please, stream the releases
But don't call me Jesus
Unless rockstar be the prefix

Yeah I ain't trying to get god mad
No pillars of salt, turning to hot ash, from a hot flash, just God's plan
Just quoting my dad
Said deano, who you are matters
I don't know it almost sounds like flatter
Acid last year had me see Jacob's ladder

But expectations are stressful
Did you want Senioritis or future successful?
Now I know I wasn't ready, cause
I didn't even know what I wanted to begin with
New messages, deleted numbers
Same dean, same lover
I keep to my cover, let's be civil
No winter soldiers, no brother against brother

We could be friends
Or something other
I don't give a f*ck just don't get butthurt
If you wanted something else I'm sorry
But there's other songs in your library
Your moms friends might come crying to me
Felt like dean had propriety
He had niceties so did he lie to me?
Now he's a menace to society?
F*ck that your getting way too hype
I sit in my studio and get way too high
Make music till' I feel alright
It rarely happens but art takes time

Try to touch me and see what happens when we get to punching
You think I'm tough? Bitch I'm running, I don't need to bluff I'm forthcoming and honest

If they ever cancel me it won't be no content of my character
Takin' two shots like a derringer
Trying to give no f*cks like a senator

Speak of the devil
I'm on a whole 'nother level
Im not ready to settle
I'm coming back with a medal

Y'all are entertaining
I like the way your explaining
All of the ways I'm behaving
You might as well call me satan...

She's coming home to me
Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated
So go ahead, start competing
I know that she's never leaving
Cause I'm a king in the sheets
On the keys, and the beats
Everything, it's coming from me, deano
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Writer: Dean Reynolds
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