Song 1: writers block
[Chorus]
I can't think
of anything good to say
i keep searching
for my flow every day
it's a shame i got writers block
[verse 1]
I can't think of any good to say
so i asked one of my friends to just lay down a beat
maybe then i could get back on my feet
and start writing something on this sheet of paper
i'm desprate
trying to figure how to ge tthe rest of this shiz off of my chest again
stuck in this slump and think of nothing
i'm stuck
no wait here come somethin
it's sucked scribble it out
i'm fiddilin now
thinkin about how to spit the next verse while i'm going to town
on your girl
little miss Sabrina the squirrel
i toss and i turn spin and i twirl
while you beg like a dog sittin there wagin you tail
when i spit they're all like epic fail
my ships sinkin gota broken sail
chipped a tooth on your butt you broke a nail
crude we sinkin to fast
it's time to bail good bye
maybe one day we'll meet again hi in the sky
[Chorus]
I can't think
of anything good to say
i keep searching
for my flow every day
it's a shame i got writers block |