Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

i wanna be the cat, that put the straw on the
of the camel and send him to the
i wanna write a line in your head all day
songs that make you say you felt that way

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

cracked the and swung open wide
nothin me and the world outside
if i decide to lean forward and fly?
they say thats the way donny hathaway

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

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

sometimes i write a lot
i folks out there call that writers block
i just it my process
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 or no shit
it hurts too bad to try and force it