Student 1 - Hour 1 Lyrics

Stuffy ass, nose ass, havin' a cold ass, hoe ass

Uh, some want some type of something
Some are that something, uh
Some got some know some shit
Some ain't got nothing, uh
Some think some talk, huh
Some plan some walk, huh
Some don't some do, huh
Some won't not Lu
Flow fin it when I go in it
Imma grow in it when a foe win it
Backpacking wit a crack track and
Imma get a bed wit a ho in it
I'm gonna pop like sprite
But I'm not about to drop a fo' in it
Epileptic epigram ejecting
Thru my pen I'm Edgar Allan Poe wit it
I don't want lie anymore
I don't try but ima soar
Day n night day n night
My mind might never touch a floor
Every day I'm in a war
Now I'm better than before
Stu like the hyperbolic time chamber
I'm super Saiyan 4
They say Oh Lu
Promise I'mma Goku
Can't even handle me wit no pen
I keep it 100 you go ten
You are not ready for battle, ay
To all the pain you a chattel, ay
You better do what you oughta, I'm gunna do what I gotta
I don't walk round wit no stick but I'm gon
Walk around wit that pencil damn
Walk around wit that mental damn
You walk 'round wit that stencil damn
You follow I study you won't catch me this my thang bitch
If u ain't gon hit them ops wimme then u ain't gang bitch
Don't be calling all confused about it you'll just get dial tone
Tell them fuck niggas judging niggas off of color to die alone, uh
Young black star on the scene
I'm the Mos Def that Yasiin
Maybe not, maybe so, don't know
Ima still go get me all of my green

Out of it ima get mine on command either way baby I get my hangtime
Fuckboy gon step and he black and he blue when I link wit the brodie like gang time
Link with your bitch for the bang time
Think in a sitch every dang time
Heart on my sleeve like the paint on my vans
I be off of the wall when I slang rhyme
U stepping to S-T-U then
You gotta be dumb or you gotta be clueless
I think I learn nothing
I think I found nothing
Ass nigga not moving he shoeless
Asking me how do u do this
Not a single thing that lu miss
Imunna hit every target
While I'm steady curving the fake for the trueness
I drop all who diss
New phone don't know u
I kick push kick push
Round town till they go "Go Lu"
Ima trap off tele, huh
I don't wan get me a burner huh
Motormouth my 44
Strapped up Timmy Turner huh
Strapped up Timmy Learner huh
Word all I murder huh
I am no longer that regular student
Don't ever try and get ahead
If u dummies think u leaving me dead
We got a problem like we got a fed
Know ur place, don't be the one that fell
Look in a mirror cause I wish u well
Bitch