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
I go to think of something played out to say
You already it

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I ain't calling names cause all of y'all the same,
I'm the king, all my past pain all changed up
All plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause they they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
be quick to call me the new 50 Cent
Because of my relationship Marshall
Used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a young
While I attempt to f-ck the game up
Bitch, splat, thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, drive, wavy
Maybe my can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga
It's ugly to kill a thing if the I get
The disgusting and f-ckin' disfigured it gets
expect me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, only with mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you staring in your
Only incense he enlightens he's thinkin'
While that in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
the flyness on the cover of the XXL
I'm back the dead like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you your piece up
Is a of fake like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a of me 'cause

I've got Gucci's on my
Diamonds on my
on my wrist
Bitches on my
But y'all already that

Choppers in the
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I give a f-ck
But y'all said that

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

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
on the same boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude suicidal
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, just got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches to this one when she witcha
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her into the inside of my zipper
I'm a with a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a I've encountered
I have found elephants, lions,
Will jump through hoops they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw it
Since I decided to Class diss
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 from the store to Japan
Her p-ssy to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! Interscope up in dope and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got bitches screamin' inside of
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 Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already that

Choppers in the
Models in the
in the club
But I give a fuck
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 out of cliches
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

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

get the gasface!