Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - Royce da
I ain't calling names all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50
Because of my with Marshall
Used to me a little partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a buck
While I to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
my Glock can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and disfigured it gets
N-ggas expect me to go pop, oh,
Y'all the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only f-ck with mailmen with from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when thinkin'
While that in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I it first-hand like a car dealer
up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a waste of fake a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was like my only
Wait they get a load of me 'cause

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

Choppers in the
in the front
Bottles in the
But I give a f-ck
But y'all already said

Cause I feel like it's so hard
For me to come up with 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!

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I up in this booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same that Noah built
Floatin' on the same Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on your site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so Quiet!
Real dudes move in silence like a drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You will just be victim
I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little
I roll like the end credits in movies, just got scripted
Got n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a sperate a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a problem I've
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through like they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
Since I to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been gettin' absent
I my own all-access
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe from the to Japan
Her p-ssy to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! Interscope up in this and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got bitches inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't which one is harder
not to take your bitch or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already said

in the trunk
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I give a fuck
But y'all already that

Cause sometimes I feel it's so hard
For me to up with shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' writer's
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' shit back (Mad flava)
Man, f-ck it, I'm 'bout to catch some (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!