Jesse Howard - Writer's Blocked lyrics

I don't know what to say to the
Masses but dope flow fuck an 808
Give me hats mixed with hit's kicks and
Snares blasting slow just a rate
Of pace foot placed with the tapping this
Beat can gilmore the feats happy what's
Happening when I drop mics hit ya
Shallow surface the beats smash ya
The feat passes streets you
Gamble with heat seeking
Features speakers cash in I read and
Reap sow weak or dazed streaks today laughing
Who wanna test I'll leave you
Running in circles Tron guess
No wordplay just
Straight up flow with skills and finesse
Oh lord wait not finesse blessed with
A sword that's metaphors slicing hordes
Fuck the foreplay in the cut with wordplay
Horsey subjects and predicates
Get predatorial with
Editorial ted'll tour rio terratorial
When I jurassic
Vibe the landscapes better boreal what's
Golden mountains over your hills
Triassic spies mandates
Your Loreal You men fakes like plastic
Dikes with hair braids and queer mates
I'm ocean flow you just Ariel

Writers block this my writers block
This my writers fuckin writers block

I don't milk shit like Nestle cause my poison
Don't need to sell hit the weed
For cells preachers fell ether skills one way
Street to hell even with no might
Mic mice fell the E did well Yoda quiet
One when I'm speaking skills I'm the
Teacher still guru who knew they of the
Dawn when I squee G pail