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Writer's Block (Ft. -HAZARD-)

  1. //intro//
  2. I'm that nigga on the block
  3. Tick tock, darling, tick tock
  4. That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days
  5. And when the game tests you a true writer plays
  6.  
  7. //verse 1//
  8. We charging you niggas up you like it or not
  9. Every now and then i get the so called "writer block"
  10. And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways
  11. And when the game tests you a true writer plays
  12. This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop
  13. Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!
  14. And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
  15. And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
  16. You wanna make me mad? i'm a crime fighter line writer,
  17. So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
  18. Is a space that now you hold
  19. S queezys very bold
  20. This is only for the hip hop lovers
  21. On the block with binoculars
  22. Got four underneath the old school as well
  23. And the only block he's reppin' is a h block cell
  24. Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop
  25. Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot
  26. Bout as hot as pot lines being sold on your block
  27. Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot
  28. Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//
  29.  
  30. //chorus//
  31. Hes the new kid on the block
  32. Almost cried right on the spot
  33. She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
  34. Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,
  35. Uh, you gotta get in line, hop
  36. Your the new kid on the block
  37. Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,
  38. Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop
  39. I spit it like a loaded nine, pop
  40. Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//
  41. Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot
  42. You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
  43.  
  44. //verse 2//
  45. And the only block he's reppin' is a h block cell
  46. Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell
  47. Your the new kid on the block
  48. I get my cake; i love hip hop
  49. Cause we been off them slave ships
  50. Block out all my habits
  51. Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock
  52. Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot
  53. Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip hop is dead
  54. Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head
  55. Then let that arm &hammer, hammer it right to a lot
  56. But i've got an awful bad case of writer's block.
  57. Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top
  58. Y'all want to see corruptibility? then travel down the block,
  59. I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
  60. Damn girl, you give me writer's block, i'm at a loss for words,
  61. She can only take so much more than her heart got
  62. Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!
  63. Like a fiend off the best rock
  64. Sub zero stage fatality, down, forward, forward, block
  65. Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not
  66.  
  67. //chorus//
  68. Hes the new kid on the block
  69. Almost cried right on the spot
  70. She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
  71. Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,
  72. Uh, you gotta get in line, hop
  73. Your the new kid on the block
  74. Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,
  75. Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop
  76. I spit it like a loaded nine, pop
  77. Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//
  78. Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot
  79. You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
  80.  
  81. //verse 3: HAZARD //
  82. When your highly nervous just stay on high alertness, cuz when you die I could purchase a private service behind the curtains of a quiet circus
  83. I'm rhyming words when I'm writing verses your lines are worthless just like your life and purpose and like a furnace I'd like to burn it
  84. Cuz like a watch your wasting my time, I'll punch a clock in the face till it chimes, cuz I'm made to kill rhymes, I got a brain filled with lines,
  85. I'm a demon that's reaping lives, but if I could rewind I would remind myself to reline some key lines and weak rhymes out
  86. But even at my peak I sprout, if I gotta scream and shout to beat the doubt so be it I'll let my demons out
  87. And if you snooze on me It'll prove costly cuz your new hobby is doing sloppy like Joe in the top seat,
  88. When I drop I'm bombing like Iraq and it possibly causes beef that I can probably squash with ease honestly It's an awesome breeze,
  89. I know I'm an asshole with a black soul but I'll show you tadpoles and bad trolls how to make dad jokes
  90. So take fat notes, you fuckin' wackos are trash your that gross at rap so take a massive rope and lasso
  91. Wrap your throat but first make sure you dab a note before yo ass afloats above the mat, feel the buzz as you choke
  92. Hazard that was to far but apart from that you got action bars, I'm sorry that I got a massive heart and jack to stars
  93. Look, I like lyrical shit but spiritual bitches get miracle whipped
  94. That's not to diss to religion, there's a difference so bear witness my fair opinion your terrible, ripped and hysterical bitches
  95. I dare you to hope we square, cuz unlike a pin you won't be spared so don't be scared when i smoke you like a roll
  96. Holy Shit
  97.  
  98. //bridge//
  99. Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,
  100. Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got
  101.  
  102. //chorus//
  103. Hes the new kid on the block
  104. Almost cried right on the spot
  105. She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
  106. Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,
  107. Uh, you gotta get in line, hop
  108. Your the new kid on the block
  109. Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,
  110. Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop
  111. I spit it like a loaded nine, pop
  112. Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//
  113. Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot
  114. You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
  115.  
  116. //outro//
  117. The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop
  118. Back when the wu tang clan were on the block//
  119. Aint nobody getting shot up on the block
  120. The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

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