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
On your
up
Everybody up

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

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

Niggas be to call me the new 50 Cent
Because of my
With Marshall, used to make me a partial

But the brain fuck
We the same 'cause I'm probably to fall out
a Young Buck
While I to fuck the fuckin' Game up

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

My is powerful, literally sick, trust me, nigga
ugly to kill a thing if the bigger I get
The disgusting and fuckin' disfigured it gets
Niggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the

I only fuck with mailmen, with from Boca
that'll smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens he's thinkin'
While sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen

I'm back,
the flyness on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey from the Brothers
How y'all realer? If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand a car dealer

Give up the throne, your up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your 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, on my neck
Diamonds on my wrist, bitches on my
But y'all said that

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

'Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to come up shit and just 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 gettin' writer's
(Psyche)

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

Aren't you tired, why are you so loud?
Real move in silence, like a mute drivin' 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 a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie
I'm a little twisted, I roll like the end 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 the inside of my zipper

I'm a serpent with a purpose, havin'
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
Since I decided to start 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 globe from the store to
Her pussy need to be blocked and reported as

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, tryin' to my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryin' to not to take 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

in the trunk, models in the front
Bottles in the club but I give a fuck
But y'all already that

'Cause sometimes I feel like so hard
For me to come up shit and just say, "Aye"
I'm at a loss for words 'cause 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, fuck it, I'm 'bout to go catch some
(We in effect, money, hahaha)

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