Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

i aint tryin to be one of dudes
that make hundreds of new songs and of them are good
some of em are cool, but say nothin new
through a verse, just for somethin to do

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

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

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

and its not money aint somethin that i need
theres a side and i wanna succeed
plus i got a and a couple kids to feed
but if i my love, then whats left for me?

sometimes i write a lot
i some folks call that writers block
i just it my process
it comes out when its to, i guess

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

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

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

im strugglin, up hummin
pace the hotel, the words aint comin
wrote a somethin, throw it away, fuck it
have an artist freak out moment and start

maybe its the , my fires just
im probably a fraud that got lucky
if i let everybody down, then whats it all
lookin at seattle the twenty third floor

cracked the and swung open wide
between me and the world outside
what if i to lean forward and fly?
they say thats the way hathaway died

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

i bet id regret it, the second that i did it
wish that that instant i could continue
i pushed the window said 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 just call it my
it comes out when its ready to, i

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