Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I ain't calling names cause all of the same, plus
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know hands tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50
of my relationship with Marshall
Used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a buck
While I to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are bars like your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
my Glock can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, sick, trust me n-gga
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The disgusting and f-ckin' disfigured it gets
N-ggas expect me to go pop, oh,
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, only f-ck with with heroin from Boca
that'll smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when he's
that sinks 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, your up, I am the Mona Lisa
decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of fake like a phony
N-gga, the mistake was like my teacher
Wait 'til they get a load of me

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

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

Cause sometimes I like it's so hard
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a for words 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm 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 boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same Moses split
in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude suicidal
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll the end credits in movies, y'all just got scripted
Got n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her mind into the of my zipper
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 round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
I decided to start Class diss
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 been broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her p-ssy to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! Interscope up in dope and I sell it
My is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes
And they mail 'em to me, tryna reach my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryna not to take bitch or tryna get rid of my own

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

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

Cause I feel 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 gettin' writer's
Psyche!

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

get the gasface!