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student 1 – hour 1 lyrics

[intro]
stuffy -ss, nose -ss, havin’ a cold -ss, hoe -ss
don’t go

[verse 1]
uh, some want some type of something
some are that something, uh
some got some know some sh-t
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 &
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 go coo (goku)
can’t even handle me wit no pen
i keep it 100 u go ten (go ten)
u are not ready for battle, ay
2 all the pain u a chattel, ay
u better do what u oughta, imunna do what i gotta
i don’t walk round wit no stick but i’m gon
walk around wit that pencil d-mn
walk around wit that mental d-mn
u walk ’round wit that stencil d-mn
u follow i study u won’t catch me this my thang b-tch
if u ain’t gon hit them ops wimme then u ain’t gang b-tch
don’t be calling all confused about it you’ll just get dial tone
tell them f-ck n-gg-s judging n-gg-s off of color to die alone
uh
young black star on the scene
i’m the mos, def that yasiin
maybe not maybe so dono
ima still go get me all of my green

[break]

[verse 2]
out of it ima get mine on command either way baby i get my hangtime
f-ckboy gon step and he black and he blue when i link wit the brodie like gang time
link witchur b-tch 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
-ss n-gg- 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 ded
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
b-tch

- student 1 lyrics

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