Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't know what to say
I can't, I can't of nothin'
I'm
we go (Here we go)

On your (On your feet)
up (Stand up)
Everybody up (Hands up)
Uh, man, I dunno, man
Everytime I go to think of played out to say
You already it

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I calling names cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past pain all changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the came up
Cause they know they hands tied, feet and chained up
N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50
Because of my with Marshall
Used to make me a partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably about to out with a young buck
I attempt to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in is chit-chat
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn your top to baby's
My is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and disfigured it gets
expect me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, only f-ck mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you you staring in your postbox
incense he enlightens when he's thinkin'
While that in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back the dead like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it like a car dealer
Give up the throne, lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' piece up
Is a waste of fake a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a of me 'cause

I've got on my feet
Diamonds on my
on my wrist
Bitches on my
But already said that

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I don't give a
But y'all already that

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all already it all
I I'm runnin' out of cliches
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

[Verse 2 - Royce da
I stand up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same boat that built
Floatin' on the same Moses split
in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so Quiet!
Real dudes move in silence a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You will just be victim
I am a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all got scripted
Got n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a with a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a I've encountered
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through like they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw it
Since I to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof gettin' marked absent
I my own all-access
bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe from the to Japan
Her p-ssy to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! Interscope up in this and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't know one is harder
Tryna not to take bitch or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But y'all already said

in the trunk
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I don't give a
But y'all said that

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to come up with to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' block
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' that shit (Mad flava)
Man, f-ck it, I'm 'bout to catch wreck (We in effect, money!)
Mad to Royce for keepin' it real
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go pull hoes, get my mack on

get the gasface!