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Currently I'm sitting here I got my writer's block
Overwhelming with some problems Imma have to stop
Thinking, imma have to start dreaming
About my

writer's block
Now I'm up at one o'clock
Tryna write these lyrics
Cause my spirit
Can't resist it
I been like
Imma be producer
And just make the beats
But

That's Fasho
If you makin' me mad make me get out my body
I know that i do this music for a hobby
But if i get mad enough, i'll make the music lyrics come

believe it
In the night, save your tears, all your lyrics are Weekend
All of these lowlifes with no Future in sight
Thinking they're flow's tight
They just

My mind block, rewriting songs
To not offend anyone, break a bong
Over your head if you said my lyrics are dead
Because they killing this beat
You will

On the low hit a lick
I'm defeating my pride
Got stabbed in the back
Homie we still alive
I'm just after the racks
Cause they easy to find
Read my lyrics Nigga

protection is if you block your ears
Cos I'm bringing all your nightmares, demons and fears to life
And there's no use trying to hide
Cos once I get into your

fucking surprise y'all

We got writers block like this hard to achieve
We always hype ourselves up like we rolling up sleeves
I always get more than I ask

tish right through semi blocks
Shatter rocks from semi shots my mind is a gun
I shoot a way hurting no one can top this
I switch throw you off from these

And regret
This smoke in my eyes
Made me cough till they red
I never judge
If I do Call me dredd
I'm Typing my lyrics
Who still using lead
Smoking and smoking

painting with these lyrics and as I'm spitting I'm fanning
They too hot
To think that all my niggas came from the block
To doing shit that people said they

uthate banke aaj tak
Beech wali ungli le mubarak naach abb
Inke gaano se zada abb mera aahh hit
When I pull up in their block they go oh shit
Kasla josh

go save those bees
A man has fallen into the river in LEGO city

MonLee is somehow gonna make all these lyrics go together
With his talent
Goofy beat,

you thought
Let me give you some advice, just hit block
'Cuz when you run out of money, then she leave
That lititle rat only cared about your cheese
Got

Protect Your Energy Lyrics

[Intro: Sugarbana]
Right about now you know it's the artistic champion Sugarbana bwoy never guan stopper stopper stopper

from B5, Manny and Brixton
Wanna try and diss them
Don't beef or you'll get mashed
MCs get smashed
Big on the block, elephant
Camo coat, in my element

L2R - Zanco Lyrics 

Chorus:
I’m tryna get paid no Zanco
Cash Money no Bando
Pull up in a Range or a Lambo
Ahhh, they don’t know what I’ve been

bleibt.. 
.. dass am Ende BoZZa oder Takt schreibt..
Thug life!!.. 
Schon ok.. 
..und vielleicht mag es nur mir so gehen.. aber anderer Leute Lyrics nehmen

I be at the crib writing lyrics buying all these beats
I'm the one and fucking only all these niggas wannabe's
We don't go run to the net we leave

Cuz they know these lyrics be hitting harder than a
beam

Hold on
I might just pop out in Gotham
I don't this too often
Pulling up you better proceed

offended
I hop on the mic, feel like Popeye on spinach
Bro hop in the whip and I bet you he dip to yo block
And I'm sure he gon' spin it
Like nana he pay you

seems way too far, I'm
Kobe in the gym, people think I'm going way too hard I
Put a fuck ass nigga on a block list
Mutombo couldn't even stop this
People

texting you back
2 day trip, LAX then I flew back
I know that New York is missing me
But the hood & the block bring misery
Stay in my rhymes cause I know

a tin foiled
Hat in a mansion
Now come in dimension I
Ratchet the tension
Lyric inventions
Building a palace
Pay me the sum like a tenant
Do it or vanish