311 - Writer's Block Party lyrics

It never gets easy, and that's the fun In a matter of days it comes around like the sun It's a backlash, and a backlash backlash Hours of judgment, diggin through the trash of artists, that didn't get their props, digging through the bins, at the record shop Might as well find your own favorites, Cause in the music biz no one really knows sh** Those who can't do it surely f**in will And those who can't [?] try to teach that sk** Those who can't teach and know they never rise, Above the sweetness that they criticize If someone enjoys your art, that's a reason to live And if you gotta give then you know that you gotta give If someone digs your art, that's a reason to live And if you gotta give then you know that you gotta give Believe that, are you with that, the contact gettin on down, to the music, Twistin effects, is the ever present swami And like the eluse of Yawnee, mixed with scotch with satchi That's all I want, oh! Lookin' for something to stop me! Gettin' on down the trickle flow, It's a writer's block party! That's sll I want, oh! Lookin' for something to stop me! Gettin' on down the trickle flow, It's a writer's block party! No props to those who don't give props, with respect due, I give it up nonstop Big up around the world, to all the positive, so many sad people, don't even wanna live Best believe they want to take you down with 'em Ruin it for you, if you're ever given Professional cynics, let me hear your band until you make a rhyme, where are your fans? You didn't put us here and you don't have a sound Rock coast to coast, before there ever was a down Like flaming guitar, and that's really all that matters Say what you will but the rhymes get fatter That's all I want, oh! Lookin' for something to stop me! Gettin' on down the trickle flow, It's a writer's block party! That's all I want, oh! Lookin' for something to stop me! Gettin' on down the trickle flow, It's a writer's block party!