Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

On feet (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

1 - Royce da 5'9]
I ain't 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 know they hands tied, feet ball and up
N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50
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 fall out with a young
While I to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, only I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
guys like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn your top to baby's
My shit is powerful, sick, trust me n-gga
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 f-ck with mailmen with from Boca
N-ggas smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when thinkin'
While sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the 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 first-hand like a car
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
'til they get a load of me 'cause

I've got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already said

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I don't a f-ck
But y'all already said

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

[Verse 2 - Royce da
I stand up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same that Noah built
Floatin' on the water Moses split
in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes move in like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You will just be another
I am like a nickel of rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll the end credits in movies, y'all just got scripted
Got y'all bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her mind the inside of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a problem encountered
I have found elephants, lions,
Will jump through hoops like they for the circus
At the round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start Class
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been gettin' absent
I authorize my own
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe from the to Japan
Her need to blocked 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 'em to me, tryna reach my phone
I know which one is harder
Tryna not to take your bitch or get rid of my own

I got on my feet
Diamonds on my
on my wrist
Bitches on my
But y'all already that

Choppers in the
Models in the
in the club
But I don't a fuck
But already said that

Cause sometimes I like it's 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 think I'm out of cliches
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

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

get the gasface!