Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

if i dont get this in one take, imma quit
the song, i swear to god
im to be a professional

i aint to be one of them dudes
that make hundreds of new songs and none of them are
some of em are cool, but say nothin new
runnin a verse, just for somethin to do

i wanna be the cat, put the straw on the back
of the and send him to the chiroprac
i write a line thats in your head all day
songs that you say you never felt that way

like im tryin to give goosebumps, ok?
the truth inside me and put it on display
many dedicated folks to me close
i open my inner soul and it in my clothes

some flood the blogs, flood the streets
i dont flood nothin, im the seeds
i walk away from emcees me cheese
to author a 16 and drop it on their

and its not like money aint somethin that i
theres a side and i wanna succeed
plus i got a and a couple kids to feed
but if i sell my love, whats left for me?

sometimes i dont a lot
i know some call that writers block
i call it my process
it comes out when its to, i guess

i dont let nobody down, so
heres new shit, you tell me how it sounds
i tryin to be difficult or no shit
it hurts too bad to try and force it

had a off
i out to seattle to go and build with jake
he can make a break that the famous do a take
im hyped, imaginin the magic well create

i love my family but damn they me
when im at someones always yellin daddy!
need to get badly and focus
but its been a couple weeks since i wrote shit

im strugglin, up late
pace around the hotel, the words comin
wrote a somethin, throw it away, fuck it
an artist freak out moment and start buggin

maybe its the , my fires lost
im a fraud that got lucky before
if i let down, then whats it all for?
lookin at seattle from the twenty third

the window and swung open wide
nothin between me and the outside
what if i decide to lean forward and
they say thats the way donny hathaway

such a beautiful life in suicide
maybe tryin to was tearin him up inside
maybe to write was tearin him up inside
i that tryin to write is tearin me up inside

i bet that id it, the second that i did it
wish that that i could continue livin
i the window closed said man, you trippin
sat down on the bed and this one

i dont write a lot
i know folks out there call writers block
i call it my process
it comes out when its to, i guess

i dont wanna let down, so
heres some new shit, you tell me how it
i aint tryin to be or no shit
it just hurts too bad to try and it