Hour 1

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