Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't know 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 already it

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I ain't calling names cause all of the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's up
Cause they know they hands tied, feet and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
Because of my with 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 buck
I attempt to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, only I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear a Kit Kat
Shady guys the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, sick, trust me n-gga
It's ugly to kill a if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and disfigured it gets
expect me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, f-ck with mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he when he's 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 Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' piece up
Is a waste of fake like a B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til get a load of me 'cause

I've 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 give a f-ck
But y'all already said

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to up with shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause 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 booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same boat Noah built
Floatin' on the same water Moses
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on grave site, overkill
you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real move 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 will just be another
I am like a of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, just got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her into the inside of my zipper
I'm a sperate a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a problem I've
I found elephants, lions, clowns
Will through hoops like they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw it
Since I to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been gettin' marked
I authorize my own
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to blocked and as spam
Burn! Interscope up in this dope and I it
My voicemail is full, got bitches screamin' of envelopes
And tryna mail '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
in the front
Bottles in the
But I don't give a
But y'all already said

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

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

get the gasface!