| Song | I Am Jean |
| Artist | Blu & Exile |
| Album | Maybe One Day |
| [00:06.43] | Check It Out Yo... |
| [00:10.37] | Copacetic, and I'm nice like my credit |
| [00:16.56] | Sweet as diabetics, you can even call the medic |
| [00:19.13] | Fresh like a lettuce wrapped blunt wrapped in lettuce in rap（but hold up） |
| [00:23.31] | But hit them trees 'fore you're dead it set it off like I'm off it |
| [00:26.25] | Talk on often. So gone coughing I was so high, calling on dope like my hope died |
| [00:30.75] | Like I'm a nobody, turned somebody with a word somebody heard |
| [00:34.69] | Young Bird Parker with the marker. I'd off a herb but the words will take you farther |
| [00:39.19] | Pure art martyr, like if I wore my heart on my sleeve I'd be darker than my father |
| [00:43.81] | Part author, mom got the French side, I was this high French-kissing when I was six like young John Goddard |
| [00:49.69] | Under trees soaking up the summer breeze writing love songs bout it at a doubt she'll ever read but fuck it |
| [00:55.69] | Like the english-lit subject. Passed with an A but ditched every grade after lunches |
| [00:59.07] | Usual suspect, but what you expect? Can't say - grace, chase lust and love less |
| [01:04.01] | I'm a poet. Helpless romantic. Type to hold hands, make plans, and quote stanzas Just so you can （tell me how nice I am） |
| [01:10.94] | |
| [01:14.90] | I am Jean never repeat it love or leave it gotta be the one |
| [01:17.33] | Single digit numero un blooming out the |
| [01:19.27] | Garden of Egypt now river flow searching for the |
| [01:22.59] | Eighth wonder under water dance cooler than the |
| [01:25.02] | Ice pick a beat to rip right riper than a |
| [01:27.64] | Honey dew melon blessed be the memory of |
| [01:30.33] | Morning dew orange juice champagne toasted lampin' under shade under pray christ quoting |
| [01:34.90] | What ever happened to that good ol'? Now every day I get up focused on how to get more |
| [01:39.52] | Why can't it be so simple? Narrow Path, pad and a pencil, now everybody tryna get that pimp on |
| [01:44.08] | This is that pay my rent song. Used to be the emcee sitting on ya couch atcha' house tryna get on |
| [01:49.15] | Fuck it. I don't want a end of it. Game is so disgusting, y'all don't even wanna discuss it. Such such can suck it |
| [01:55.27] | I rep Hip-Hops but haven't sold the ethics. Etch-a-sketch a method get ghost before ya read it |
| [02:00.33] | Smoking on resin tryna keep it level headed. Digging for new records while petal-plucking destiny |
| [02:04.27] | Pressing up the message, kept it from the press. Under stress but I guess it's a part of being successful B |
| [02:10.58] | Z told me that and the homie told me rap even though I don't match the image, I gotta give it |
| [02:15.53] | Live it daily even when I'm with my lady, she be like "Blu you crazy, turn that shit down, play with me." |
| [02:20.27] | I save the beat and go do that, but before I do can I spew that? |
| [02:23.83] | New rap I wrote for them new cats to know I'm no joke like the G-O. Focus so GQ and dope on the D-L though. No Hughley |
| [02:31.52] | Truly, Blu be the gentleman women friends dissin' cause I'm spitting hymns, back to church again |
| [02:36.71] | Yeah giving y'all the word until service ends. Word to Reverend Run |
| [02:40.59] | Dig the kendricks, the choir, and ushers. Still here like I love her. So mother-cas you can （tell me how nice |
| [00:06.43] | Check It Out Yo... |
| [00:10.37] | Copacetic, and I' m nice like my credit |
| [00:16.56] | Sweet as diabetics, you can even call the medic |
| [00:19.13] | Fresh like a lettuce wrapped blunt wrapped in lettuce in rap but hold up |
| [00:23.31] | But hit them trees ' fore you' re dead it set it off like I' m off it |
| [00:26.25] | Talk on often. So gone coughing I was so high, calling on dope like my hope died |
| [00:30.75] | Like I' m a nobody, turned somebody with a word somebody heard |
| [00:34.69] | Young Bird Parker with the marker. I' d off a herb but the words will take you farther |
| [00:39.19] | Pure art martyr, like if I wore my heart on my sleeve I' d be darker than my father |
| [00:43.81] | Part author, mom got the French side, I was this high Frenchkissing when I was six like young John Goddard |
| [00:49.69] | Under trees soaking up the summer breeze writing love songs bout it at a doubt she' ll ever read but fuck it |
| [00:55.69] | Like the englishlit subject. Passed with an A but ditched every grade after lunches |
| [00:59.07] | Usual suspect, but what you expect? Can' t say grace, chase lust and love less |
| [01:04.01] | I' m a poet. Helpless romantic. Type to hold hands, make plans, and quote stanzas Just so you can tell me how nice I am |
| [01:10.94] | |
| [01:14.90] | I am Jean never repeat it love or leave it gotta be the one |
| [01:17.33] | Single digit numero un blooming out the |
| [01:19.27] | Garden of Egypt now river flow searching for the |
| [01:22.59] | Eighth wonder under water dance cooler than the |
| [01:25.02] | Ice pick a beat to rip right riper than a |
| [01:27.64] | Honey dew melon blessed be the memory of |
| [01:30.33] | Morning dew orange juice champagne toasted lampin' under shade under pray christ quoting |
| [01:34.90] | What ever happened to that good ol'? Now every day I get up focused on how to get more |
| [01:39.52] | Why can' t it be so simple? Narrow Path, pad and a pencil, now everybody tryna get that pimp on |
| [01:44.08] | This is that pay my rent song. Used to be the emcee sitting on ya couch atcha' house tryna get on |
| [01:49.15] | Fuck it. I don' t want a end of it. Game is so disgusting, y' all don' t even wanna discuss it. Such such can suck it |
| [01:55.27] | I rep HipHops but haven' t sold the ethics. Etchasketch a method get ghost before ya read it |
| [02:00.33] | Smoking on resin tryna keep it level headed. Digging for new records while petalplucking destiny |
| [02:04.27] | Pressing up the message, kept it from the press. Under stress but I guess it' s a part of being successful B |
| [02:10.58] | Z told me that and the homie told me rap even though I don' t match the image, I gotta give it |
| [02:15.53] | Live it daily even when I' m with my lady, she be like " Blu you crazy, turn that shit down, play with me." |
| [02:20.27] | I save the beat and go do that, but before I do can I spew that? |
| [02:23.83] | New rap I wrote for them new cats to know I' m no joke like the GO. Focus so GQ and dope on the DL though. No Hughley |
| [02:31.52] | Truly, Blu be the gentleman women friends dissin' cause I' m spitting hymns, back to church again |
| [02:36.71] | Yeah giving y' all the word until service ends. Word to Reverend Run |
| [02:40.59] | Dig the kendricks, the choir, and ushers. Still here like I love her. So mothercas you can tell me how nice |