Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't know else to say
I can't, I can't think of
I'm

we go
On your
up
Everybody up

Uh, man, I dunno, man
time I go to think of something played out to say
You already it, Royce

I ain't calling 'cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past pain all changed up
All these plains, all these since the Slaughter's came up
'Cause they know they hands tied, ball and chained up

Niggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
of my relationship
With Marshall, used to make me a little

But here's the brain
We the same 'cause I'm about to fall out
With a Buck
I attempt to fuck the fuckin' Game up

Bitch, splat, only I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear a Kit-Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, drive, bye bye
my glock can turn your top to baby's Maybach

My shit is powerful, sick, trust me, nigga
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The more and fuckin' disfigured it gets
Niggas expect me to go pop, oh,
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the

I only with mailmen, with heroin from Boca
Niggas smoke you while you staring in your 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 Tobey Maguire the Brothers
How y'all 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 Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of fake like a phony
Nigga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til get a load of me 'cause

I've got Gucci's on my feet, diamonds on my
on my wrist, bitches on my dick
But y'all said that

Choppers in the trunk, in the front
Bottles in the club but I don't a fuck
But y'all already said

'Cause sometimes I feel like so hard
For me to come up with and just say, "Aye"
I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of cliches, I'm gettin' writer's
(Psyche)

When I stand up in booth, niggas notice it
Sittin' on the boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same water split
Poetry in motion but we sittin' on grave site, overkill

you tired, why are you so loud? Quiet
Real dudes move in silence, like a drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude suicidal

You will just be victim
I am like a nickel of rolled in a doobie
I'm a twisted, I roll like the end credits in movies
just got scripted

Got y'all bitches bobbin' to this one when she wit' ya
she wit' me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryin' to put her mind into the inside of my

I'm a with a purpose, havin' problems
Not a problem I've
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump hoops like they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in of them, fire rounds

Pun intended, gun extended, what are you mark's
Car's Aston, as a hard-top and I saw past it
I decided to start class diss
All black, all glass, roof been gettin' marked absent

I authorize my own
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her pussy need to be blocked and as spam

Bong, Interscope up in this dope and I it
My is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryin' to mail 'em to me, to reach my phone
I know which one is harder
Tryin' to not to your bitch or tryin' to get rid of my own

I've got Gucci's on my feet, diamonds on my
Diamonds on my wrist, on my dick
But y'all already that

Choppers in the trunk, models in the
Bottles in the but I don't give a fuck
But y'all said that

'Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to come up with shit and say, "Aye"
I'm at a loss for words y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of cliches, I'm writer's block
(Psyche)

Man, get the
We need to start that shit back
(Mad flavor)
Man, it, I'm 'bout to go catch some wreck
(We in effect, money, hahaha)

Mad props to for keepin' it real
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go pull some hoes, get my on
get the gas face, hahahah