Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

On feet (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 - Royce da
I ain't calling names all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past all done changed up
All these plains, all lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know they tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
Because of my relationship 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
While I attempt to f-ck the f-cking up
Bitch, splat, only I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, drive, wavy
Maybe my Glock can your top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, me n-gga
It's ugly to kill a 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 the toast
I, only f-ck with mailmen heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when thinkin'
that sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire the Brothers
How y'all (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car
up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a waste of fake a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
'til they get a load of me 'cause

I've got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But already said that

Choppers in the
in the front
Bottles in the
But I don't a f-ck
But already said that

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

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I stand up in this booth, n-ggas it
on the same boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same water split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on your site, overkill
you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes move in silence like a drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude suicidal
You will just be another
I am like a nickel of weed in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I like the end credits in movies, y'all just got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one she witcha
she wit' me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a I've encountered
I have found elephants, lions,
Will jump through hoops they workin' for the circus
At the fire the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
Since I decided to start Class
All black, all glass, roof been 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 the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to and reported as spam
Burn! up in this dope and I sell it
My is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, tryna reach my
I don't know one is harder
Tryna not to take your or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But already said that

Choppers in the
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I give a fuck
But y'all already said

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

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

get the gasface!