Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't 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 of something played out to say
You said it

[Verse 1 - Royce da
I ain't calling names all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past pain all done 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
I attempt to f-ck the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear a Kit Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, drive, wavy
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 disgusting and f-ckin' disfigured it gets
expect me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, only f-ck with mailmen heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you staring in postbox
Only incense he enlightens when he's
that sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire the Brothers
How y'all (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a of fake like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the was like my only teacher
Wait 'til get a load of me 'cause

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

in the trunk
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I give a f-ck
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 for words 'cause y'all already said 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, notice it
Sittin' on the same boat that Noah
on the same water Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on grave site, overkill
Aren't you tired? Why are you so Quiet!
Real dudes move in silence a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude that'd try to sue a that's suicidal
You will just be 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 n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
she wit' me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a with a purpose, havin' problems?
Not a problem I've
I found elephants, lions, clowns
jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus
At the fire the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, as a hard-top and I saw past it
I decided to start Class diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been gettin' absent
I authorize my own
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to blocked and reported as
Burn! Interscope up in this dope and I it
My voicemail is full, got bitches inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, tryna reach my
I don't which one is harder
Tryna not to your bitch or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But already 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 it's so hard
For me to come up with 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' block
Psyche!

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

get the gasface!