Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - Royce da
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, the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and up
be quick to call me the new 50 Cent
Because of my relationship Marshall
to make 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 f-cking up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
my Glock can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, 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 the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only f-ck mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you you staring in your postbox
Only incense he when he's thinkin'
While that sinks in, I got a ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire from the
How y'all realer? (How realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
That Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was like my only
Wait 'til they get a load of me

got Gucci's on my feet
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all said that

in the trunk
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I don't give a
But y'all said that

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

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I stand up in this booth, notice it
Sittin' on the boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same water Moses
in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so Quiet!
Real dudes in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a that's suicidal
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches to this one when she witcha
she wit' me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a sperate a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a I've encountered
I found elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start Class
All black, all glass, panoramic been gettin' marked absent
I authorize my own
bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to and reported as spam
Burn! up in this dope and I sell it
My is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryna not to take 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

Choppers in the
Models in the
Bottles in the
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 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' that 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 some hoes, get my mack on

get the gasface!