Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I calling names cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the came up
Cause they they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
of my relationship with Marshall
Used to me a little 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 game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is
You are hearing bars like your ear a Kit Kat
Shady like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn your top to baby's
My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The disgusting and f-ckin' disfigured it gets
N-ggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only with mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll 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 flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car
Give up the throne, lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you your piece up
Is a waste of like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was like my teacher
'til they get a load of me 'cause

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

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

Cause sometimes I feel it's so hard
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' block
Psyche!

[Verse 2 - Royce da
I stand up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same boat that built
on the same water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on grave site, overkill
you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes move in like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude try to sue a dude that's suicidal
You just be another victim
I am a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll like the end 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 the inside of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a I've encountered
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like they for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you mark's
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
Since I to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been 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 from the to Japan
Her p-ssy need to and reported as spam
Burn! up in this dope and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't which one is harder
Tryna not to take your or tryna get rid of my own

I got on my feet
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already said

Choppers in the
in the front
Bottles in the
But I don't give a
But already said 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 y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' block
Psyche!

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

get the gasface!