Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
What kinda rapper are you posing to be?
Took a month and a half
For you to flow to this beat
You old corroded and weak
You dont compose anything
You known for songs that are deep
But take to long come on Think!
Why the f*ck is it so hard for me to write to this thing!
Damn man im stuck inside this car
I cant survive in this heat
I sit write and delete
I wish that I could just see
The lines type in for me
I fear I might need to leave
Cause this shit is to difficult
Not to mention I'm pissed cause yo
I been spending a really long
Fricken stent just get it done
What the f*ck are you doing?
No wonder brothas is snoozing
All on ya stuff cause you proving
That you just stuck never moving!
Just give up keep on cruising
Cause you not cut for this music
Dumb little runt you is useless!
Plus you suck at producing
Go get a gun and then use it!
Cause no ones f*cking with you Chris
End the run you can't do this
You simple punk what you choosing?
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
F*ck this 8 by 11
Im done with wasting my breath!
Today I say bye im heading
Off to escape my depression!
I can't lay rhymes like legends
It's My mistake my obsession
With tryna slay rhyme but haven't
Its time to say this
F*ck rapping!
My mindstate is collapsing
I ain't making advancements
Wifey hates when I'm at it
She Always say im bastard
Off of the way that I'm acting
Just cause I say "Your distracting"
I need a day for my rapping
To get away from the action
Day to day of a daddy
Been raising babies no nanny
Can we just wait on the chat
Just for a day let me have this
I need to make a new damn hit
I'll be awake till 11
But seize to make a new record
Cause I can't think when I'm pressured!
I guess I'm through with this music shit
Man I knew it I'm foolish and
I'm not use to producing hits
I'm a clueless lil stupid kid
In the booth, why'd I choose to spit?
I'm a fool losing you to this
Must of flew through the coo-coos nest!
No groupies no huge success
No views on the stupid web
I blew it
My crew is dead!
Harpoon put it through the chest
Hard news when ya lose chance
To prove to em you da man
Assumed you could do it Damn
Use a noose to come to an end!
I wanna be a dope emcee
Flowing beast on the coldest beat
Composing schemes thats gonna evoke emotion like OMG
But molding songs ain't to known to me
I heard Im dope but I wanna be
Famous
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
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Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
What kinda rapper are you posing to be?
Took a month and a half
For you to flow to this beat
You old corroded and weak
You dont compose anything
You known for songs that are deep
But take to long come on Think!
Why the f*ck is it so hard for me to write to this thing!
Damn man im stuck inside this car
I cant survive in this heat
I sit write and delete
I wish that I could just see
The lines type in for me
I fear I might need to leave
Cause this shit is to difficult
Not to mention I'm pissed cause yo
I been spending a really long
Fricken stent just get it done
What the f*ck are you doing?
No wonder brothas is snoozing
All on ya stuff cause you proving
That you just stuck never moving!
Just give up keep on cruising
Cause you not cut for this music
Dumb little runt you is useless!
Plus you suck at producing
Go get a gun and then use it!
Cause no ones f*cking with you Chris
End the run you can't do this
You simple punk what you choosing?
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
F*ck this 8 by 11
Im done with wasting my breath!
Today I say bye im heading
Off to escape my depression!
I can't lay rhymes like legends
It's My mistake my obsession
With tryna slay rhyme but haven't
Its time to say this
F*ck rapping!
My mindstate is collapsing
I ain't making advancements
Wifey hates when I'm at it
She Always say im bastard
Off of the way that I'm acting
Just cause I say "Your distracting"
I need a day for my rapping
To get away from the action
Day to day of a daddy
Been raising babies no nanny
Can we just wait on the chat
Just for a day let me have this
I need to make a new damn hit
I'll be awake till 11
But seize to make a new record
Cause I can't think when I'm pressured!
I guess I'm through with this music shit
Man I knew it I'm foolish and
I'm not use to producing hits
I'm a clueless lil stupid kid
In the booth, why'd I choose to spit?
I'm a fool losing you to this
Must of flew through the coo-coos nest!
No groupies no huge success
No views on the stupid web
I blew it
My crew is dead!
Harpoon put it through the chest
Hard news when ya lose chance
To prove to em you da man
Assumed you could do it Damn
Use a noose to come to an end!
I wanna be a dope emcee
Flowing beast on the coldest beat
Composing schemes thats gonna evoke emotion like OMG
But molding songs ain't to known to me
I heard Im dope but I wanna be
Famous
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
What kinda rapper are you posing to be?
Took a month and a half
For you to flow to this beat
You old corroded and weak
You dont compose anything
You known for songs that are deep
But take to long come on Think!
Why the f*ck is it so hard for me to write to this thing!
Damn man im stuck inside this car
I cant survive in this heat
I sit write and delete
I wish that I could just see
The lines type in for me
I fear I might need to leave
Cause this shit is to difficult
Not to mention I'm pissed cause yo
I been spending a really long
Fricken stent just get it done
What the f*ck are you doing?
No wonder brothas is snoozing
All on ya stuff cause you proving
That you just stuck never moving!
Just give up keep on cruising
Cause you not cut for this music
Dumb little runt you is useless!
Plus you suck at producing
Go get a gun and then use it!
Cause no ones f*cking with you Chris
End the run you can't do this
You simple punk what you choosing?
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
F*ck this 8 by 11
Im done with wasting my breath!
Today I say bye im heading
Off to escape my depression!
I can't lay rhymes like legends
It's My mistake my obsession
With tryna slay rhyme but haven't
Its time to say this
F*ck rapping!
My mindstate is collapsing
I ain't making advancements
Wifey hates when I'm at it
She Always say im bastard
Off of the way that I'm acting
Just cause I say "Your distracting"
I need a day for my rapping
To get away from the action
Day to day of a daddy
Been raising babies no nanny
Can we just wait on the chat
Just for a day let me have this
I need to make a new damn hit
I'll be awake till 11
But seize to make a new record
Cause I can't think when I'm pressured!
I guess I'm through with this music shit
Man I knew it I'm foolish and
I'm not use to producing hits
I'm a clueless lil stupid kid
In the booth, why'd I choose to spit?
I'm a fool losing you to this
Must of flew through the coo-coos nest!
No groupies no huge success
No views on the stupid web
I blew it
My crew is dead!
Harpoon put it through the chest
Hard news when ya lose chance
To prove to em you da man
Assumed you could do it Damn
Use a noose to come to an end!
I wanna be a dope emcee
Flowing beast on the coldest beat
Composing schemes thats gonna evoke emotion like OMG
But molding songs ain't to known to me
I heard Im dope but I wanna be
Famous
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Staring at my notebook shook
Tryna write a hook
Said that man I'd give it all i could
But it ain't going good
(Oooh nooo)
Writer: Christian Antwine
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid