NOT-B - Writer's Block Part II lyrics

[Intro] *Arteezy's Phone Rings* [Arteezy] What's up? [NOT-B] Arteezy [Arteezy] Yeah [NOT-B] I heard people say that you've been wack lately And since you're real, you agreed with them Disagree with them today, and, and show them why [Arteezy] Yeah [NOT-B] And, and, you can do it And I know you can do it It's in you Arteezy [Rap False Start] Okay, Arteezy and Ngema On The Beat, We.. We... Errrr... Errr... No... Okay, Okay, Okay... Okay, Riders on this beat, We... We... Ah damnit... Can I, Can I please go one more time? I won't disappoint this time, please, please... Okay, I'll go this time, okay, okay [Verse 1] Damn! Didn't know how to start I know for sure this rap ain't gone top no chart I'm sick and tired of those f**tards sending my song over BBM You're lucky that rap money doesn't need to feed me yeah f** feeding me, you know I'm always hungry Power Hungry really wasn't really power packed with any puns please Save me the please quit details until I've reached 25 Cause Imma keep k**ing tracks and Imma make em die Like Diana when she did her hair and dyed it brown Then took 20 buck notes and went to town Got mugged by a skinny a** n***a using a ceramic cup He did it to get to me so now the n***a after us After me? His song after mine in the charts His song simple, simpler than Simpson, but he ain't cool as Bart sh**, he just another n***a that will come and go Only time I wanna come and go is if I ever f** your ho Then leave her, as if I'm eliminating a barren tree I would murder that b**h if she told me she digested a baby I wanna spike a girl drink at a party Maybe strengthen the alcohol or put molly That's when the real party begins We won't even give a f** about how it will end I'll have fun, like how I'm having fun on this song Have fun like Nate Reuss, tonight we are young Unlike Janelle Monae, she busy at prime time Fun after prime time is the best time Crazy a** n***a, C.A.N., can, that's how cool I am But after a n***a gone lay dope rhymes like this, you gone say I'm cooler than a can Do what you can, do what you can't, ain't no difference in who I am Cause I bodied these motherf**as so hard on this beat as if I gave them bodyslams You say you're hot, how many times you've called the fire truck? I got a homeboy named firetruck and I call that guy a lot I call him, that implies a lot May I ask if that will imply that I am hot You said "You'll never be like us hot fathers, you're a kid, a minor tot" I asked "Do you know that the hottest stars are the minor stars?" I belong to another Galaxy, maybe Samsung Just like your IQ n***a, my swag is that dumb Oh, About the firetruck, as red as some red head hoes Wanna hang with me and my friends, no problemo First thing you do, say H-E-L-L-O Ngema On The Beat makes fresh beats, U.O.E.N.O N-O to whack raps, good lyrics are like a fat a** You can read em anytime man, and you can fanta- Size of that a** is too big for that girl I wanna use it, like an app on app world Maybe Google Play will do a good job She got a man? I will steal her and get him robbed His name is Nimrod, he's a rip off, you should get rid of him Ngema On The Beat is more creative than writing Of English, BBM ping this, vibration, that's an illness of hypo- Thermia, that's only cause my flow is kinda cold Your style is kinda old, now it's rotten it got mold I wanna be dope I wanna be smoked I want my raps to have that in your face taste explosion like a C4 Made of sugar, the bomb not me, but your girl says I'm sweet Proud of that? maybe I should make a honey factory Where I'll produce little girls that are sweeter than me Yeah, But ain't no f** n***a gone try to f** her If he even tries to touch her, f** him, Imma bring a gay guy to f** him Tuck him, into a heated blanket in summer If not, then he is gonna taste 100 knuckles f** that sh**, I'm watching a funny show They were making jokes about an I-want-money-ho I want money ho, if not I'm taking your cell phone I heard you carry an Xpress music, I wanna express my feelings with a belt ho The same way I manipulate English, is how I'll manipulate you I wanna date you, rape you then make you A junior version, I want custody of her for bedtime, she's mine now I didn't even sign in to this rap, but I'll sign out