STF!!!

Okay the new name is STF standin for spittin time fun but none of the rappers like it when I'm done they just hatin because I can rap they think i'm wack just because my skin isn't black, raised on the streets, nobody can carry my heat, no one can live my hell. I write more vividly the H G Wells even though I AM a alien yes I know I'm insane even though I'm a dyslexic Mexican I have one hell of a brain, as I think I know what to say, yeah there was once a time where no one would say hey but I earn my respect and you know who I am so you know what to expect don't disrespect I'm harder than sex. chiller than the Rockies my flow is so sick no one can stop me

mICROPHONE fIEND

, music orientated so when hip hop was originated,fitted like peices of puzzles; complicated,i shot grabbed the mic tryin to say yesyall, they tryin to take it,say that im to small,cool,cause i dont get upset,i just kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug then i jet,back to the lab without a mic to grab so then i add all the ryhmes i had,1 after another 1 then i make another 1,but then i check to see if a brothers done,i get it craving like a fiend for nicotine,but i dont need a cigarete know what i mean im ragin tearin up the stage and DONT IT SOUND AMAZIN!

Distortion

when i spit i'm hot more lethal than global warming,when it gets hot in the winter,,, let that be a warning. im ryhmin better yet storming. listen to the speakers roaring, im so high im soaring. i go so hard, i make your ears bleed, my shit is so vivid you can almost see, the pain i go through scars me with a deep wound... man im so sick i breathe fire, you bitches leak water, man i melt microphones not just ice cream, cause i got my heat, learned it from the streets, then you will be amazed what i do with a sick beat ill chop it rip it put it back together then i make some bad ass weather. im not just a ripper call me the reaper cause i kill all the beats, but dont try to seek, cause im nocturnal i only come out at night, just so you could find me, see my bright lights... im harder than sex, hotter than the sun but colder than a frozen six pack of beer, but my flame still doesn't dissapear, but no fear, im here,just open your ear so you could hear the sick fire bleeding out MY MOUTH

Lockdown

I got this shit in my hands, shackles and bands, because I plan to be the best, but this system is just a mental test, so i stay lame like the rest, social race to be the best but it just aint workin spittin flow fire light my shit up and you get higher, take a couple of hits and you start to feel lighter, i spit to these wack ass instrumentals but its not shooting like sunny pistols and fuck ups like rick roll and rick ross that nigga thinkin he some kinda boss but it dont work like that he thinkin he RUN shit but that nigga cant cause he know he fat i just spit what needs to be said but i dont spit politricks cause the BLACK man in the WHITE house is still keepin our people down we cant have our big ass pachangas with the biejas flarein out there tangas what is this world comin to cause we have a black president, weed still isnt legal, still wont make my people residents, im a crazy ass rapper fresh out the wrapper listening to tribe nas pac bigs wu red method common, but they still dening my rap skills because im brown, and thats just wrong and... Sorry i forgot to mention my brother marvin that nigga just starvin for dough but i would take a bullet for that dude i know everybody say that but nobody mean thatbut he sick with spittin he inspired me with the flu and punks that be hatin "yo fuck you" you be talkin shit but what ya gonna do, yeah i know my shit is vivid, it goes through, picks your hairs up and turns your blood blue, looks like you caught the BONILLA flu so marvin dont worry if the world falls on your shoulders, im here to carry it for you

Tipsy

Nigga spiitin like they dont know what, spittin fuck, so put yo drink up and have a litle fun the party and over till STF tips over get tipsy everywhere under here, under where? Under there in her underwear creep or crawl like a bear bear crawl bear mawl this beat is raw like sushi ecentric like a core why not apple but don't front don't push me you niggas a little rusty a little dusty so don't make me shake y'all up wake y'all up cause this knuck only if you buck but nobody want buckso I'm like what the FUCK!!! Shake and bake... Hum bakin doesn't seem like a bad idea so I'm bout to bag at the habit,,, yes I'm a enviormentalist cause if global warming continues were does the weed go?

loud pipes....idk

It's loud pipes and and the flow is mellow I ain't even tryin to ryhme. Cause I ain't got time I just spit to make another nickel or dime, I'm in the pursuit of happiness I see it but I just can't catch it it keeps running from me the curse that the devil put on me, I can't beleive I fell in love with a hoe fuck how was I suppose to know? She was sweet she could also bust a beat she brought the heat I would provide the meat we would dance in the street dance in the rain like some damn Indians make a new dance call it the rain dance fuck that's how bitch soulja boy got big why can't I oh right it's cause I'm brown but I'm proud so it don't matter they don't respect the brown but the minorities should stand together

blown

I never gave a fuck
I never a fuck about what niggas thought about me
I mean I did but like fuck it yummzsayin
You gon' love me man
You gon' love me man
They can't comprenhend
They even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was borin they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speakin kind words
Then maybe it would be ok to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with
But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy... 
They got me thinkin I aint human, 
Like I came in from above, above, above... 
Feelin like a airplane in the sky 
But then they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy... 
They got me thinkin I aint human, 
Like I came in from above, above, above... 
Feelin like a bird sittin high high
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And imma do what I do so
Do you hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up up on the moon
Close my eyes, hide in the dark
It's a curtain call, come one come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated
Never get congradulated
I'm somethin different in all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I Still wife her up even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt
But that's the past tense
My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy... 
I be thinkin that I'm ball, 
Cuz they used to call me lame, lame, lame... 
But my swag was a little different
But then my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy... 
I be thinkin that I'm ball, 
But they the ones who blame, blame, blame... 
I got the last laugh nigga