Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - Royce da
I ain't calling cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past pain all done up
All these plains, all these lames, since the came up
Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and up
be quick to call me the new 50 Cent
Because of my with Marshall
Used to me a little partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably to fall out with a young buck
While I attempt to f-ck the game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in is chit-chat
You are hearing like your ear against a Kit Kat
guys like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga
ugly to kill a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and disfigured it gets
N-ggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm the toast
I, only f-ck with mailmen with heroin Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you staring in postbox
Only incense he enlightens when he's
While that sinks in, I got a ink pen
I'm back,
the flyness on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you your piece up
Is a waste of like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the was like my only teacher
'til they get a load of me 'cause

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

Choppers in the
Models in the
in the club
But I give a f-ck
But y'all already that

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

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I stand up in this booth, n-ggas it
Sittin' on the same boat that Noah
on the same water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on grave site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so Quiet!
Real dudes move in silence like a mute a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a that'd try to sue a dude that's suicidal
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of weed in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches to this one when she witcha
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a problem encountered
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will through hoops like they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
I decided to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic been gettin' marked absent
I my own all-access
Your 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 this dope and I it
My voicemail is full, got screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryna not to your bitch or tryna get rid of my own

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

in the trunk
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I don't a fuck
But y'all already said

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

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' that 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 'bout to go pull some hoes, get my on

get the gasface!