Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

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

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

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I calling names cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past pain all done up
All these plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's up
Cause they they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
Because of my relationship with
Used to make me a little partial, but the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a buck
While I attempt to f-ck the game up
Bitch, splat, thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, me n-gga
It's ugly to kill a thing if the I get
The more and f-ckin' disfigured it gets
N-ggas expect me to go pop, oh,
about the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only with mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas smoke you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens he's thinkin'
While that sinks in, I got a ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car
Give up the throne, your up, I am the Mona Lisa
decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a of fake like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the was like my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a load of me

I've got on my feet
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already said

Choppers in the
Models in the
in the club
But I give a f-ck
But y'all already that

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

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

I got on my feet
Diamonds on my
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 said that

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

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

get the gasface!