Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

if i dont get this in one take, imma quit
the whole song, i to god
im to be a professional

i aint to be one of them dudes
that make hundreds of new songs and none of them are
some of em are cool, but say nothin new
through a verse, just for somethin to do

i be the cat, that put the straw on the back
of the camel and him to the chiroprac
i wanna write a thats in your head all day
songs make you say you never felt that way

like im tryin to myself goosebumps, ok?
find the truth me and put it on display
dedicated folks listen to me close
i open my inner and slip it in my clothes

some flood the blogs, some flood the
i dont flood nothin, im watering the
i walk from emcees offerin me cheese
to author a 16 and it on their beat

and its not like money aint somethin i need
theres a business side and i wanna
plus i got a wife and a couple kids to
but if i sell my love, whats left for me?

sometimes i dont a lot
i know some folks call that writers
i just call it my
it comes out when its to, i guess

i wanna let nobody down, so
heres some new shit, you tell me how it
i aint to be difficult or no shit
it just hurts too bad to try and it

had a off
i flew out to seattle to go and build jake
he can make a break make the famous do a take
im hyped, imaginin the that well create

i love my family but damn distract me
im at home someones always yellin daddy!
need to get away and focus
but its been a couple weeks since i wrote shit

im strugglin, up late
pace the hotel, the words aint comin
a little somethin, throw it away, fuck it
have an artist freak out moment and buggin

its the , my fires just lost
im probably a fraud that got before
if i let down, then whats it all for?
at seattle from the twenty third floor

cracked the window and open wide
nothin between me and the world
what if i decide to lean and fly?
say thats the way donny hathaway died

such a beautiful ended in suicide
maybe tryin to write was tearin him up
tryin to write was tearin him up inside
i swear that tryin to write is tearin me up

i bet id regret it, the second that i did it
wish that that instant i could livin
i pushed the window closed man, you trippin
sat down on the bed and this one

sometimes i write a lot
i know folks out there that writers block
i call it my process
it comes out when its ready to, i

i dont wanna let down, so
heres some new shit, you me how it sounds
i aint tryin to be or no shit
it just hurts too bad to try and it