Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I know what 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 said it

1 - Royce da 5'9]
I ain't calling names cause all of y'all the same,
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know they tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be to call me the new 50 Cent
Because of my relationship Marshall
Used to me a little partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out a young buck
While I to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is
You are hearing like your ear against a Kit Kat
guys like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me
It's ugly to kill a thing if the I get
The more disgusting and f-ckin' it gets
N-ggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm the toast
I, only f-ck with mailmen with from Boca
N-ggas smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when he's
While that in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a waste of fake like a B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a load of me

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

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I don't give a
But y'all said that

Cause sometimes I like it's so hard
For me to come up with to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all already it all
I think I'm out of cliches
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

2 - Royce da 5'9'']
When I stand up in this booth, n-ggas it
Sittin' on the same boat Noah built
Floatin' on the water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on your site, overkill
you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes move in like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all just got
Got y'all n-ggas' bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her mind the inside of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a problem encountered
I found elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like they for the circus
At the fire round the circle's in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start Class
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been marked absent
I my own all-access
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the from the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to blocked and as spam
Burn! Interscope up in dope and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got bitches screamin' inside of
And they tryna 'em to me, tryna reach my phone
I don't know one is harder
Tryna not to take bitch or tryna get rid of my own

I got on my feet
on my neck
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But y'all said that

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

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

Man, get the
We need to 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 keepin' it
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go pull some hoes, get my on

get the gasface!