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phrasure - loss for words lyrics

when the harsh winds die
when the sun goes cold
when the well goes dry
when the river won’t
flow
i’m at a loss for words

when the tank’s on e
when the lights go dim
when you just can’t breathe
when the earth won’t
spin
i’m at a loss for words

[d gut]
this used to be so easy for me
like literally i could pen a 16 in a blink
it wasn’t any limit to the things i would think
and it was second nature to release it in ink
what happened? that’s the question of the century
i try to block it out, but still the writer’s block it visits me
why i do i let her in? i don’t know, i shouldn’t let her
she’s the kind of guest that likes to overstay her welcome
take a hint! i don’t need you here my dear
playing marvin g-ye – anger — loud! like that’ll change her…
wow, this little dame is out to mess my frame up
how she’s giving way to netflix and stranger things
it’s better ways to k!ll this time
i’d rather spend it spinning rhymes, but i spending it spinning my wheels
can’t come up with no lines and she gets me in my feels
but she’s got me where she wants me man, somethings gotta give!
she’s trying to take the freedom i got from me releasing my thoughts
and steady rising like the cream to the top
sneaking in with her devious plots to
try to lead me to stop
it’s kinda painful like a knee to the crotch
but i’m finding inspiration from the team that i got
i got love for the squad and i mean that a lot!
next time she try to creep in my top, she’s getting fired
here’s your pink slip chick, read it and rot!

when the harsh winds die
when the sun goes cold
when the well goes dry
when the river won’t
flow
i’m at a loss for words

when the tank’s on e
when the lights go dim
when you just can’t breathe
when the earth won’t
spin
i’m at a loss for words

[richard daniel]
nah bruh, i don’t know when the album coming
nah bruh, i don’t know when the single dropping
nah bruh, i don’t know when the next show is
and nah bruh, to be honest i ain’t even notice

that i ain’t really been focusing on my craft lately
cause it ain’t like i trying to write a cl-ssic lately
but everything i been coming up with is mad basic
i make a song with struggle bars on the foundation
get frustrated to the point that i lack patience
erase everything i wrote to the last statement
take a couple steps to the mic but i pivot
cause life been tryna garner my attention for a minute
i gotta handle some business
i got to work in a minute
my girl been asking “what is this?”
i ain’t got time for a written
each distraction is keeping me from my p-ssion
and even when i’m near it every verse sound worse than the last one

it was difficult to write this
i might even look back at this verse like ion like this
just a case of me being my biggest critic but it’s critical, it’s to my benefit to be cynical
cause everything from the pen ain’t gone be dipped in gold
but when you hear it i wanna make sure it fit the mold
so nah bruh, ion know when the album coming
but when it does i won’t rush it
trust it

when the harsh winds die
when the sun goes cold
when the well goes dry
when the river won’t
flow
i’m at a loss for words

when the tank’s on e
when the lights go dim
when you just can’t breathe
when the earth won’t
spin
i’m at a loss for words

[phrasure]
i feel the rush
after taking the backseat for a while i’m starting to get back to my crafting
picking a subject hoping g*nius will come to me
while these ebony and ivory keys are keeping me company
open garageband
put on my headphones
metronome on but before i get in the zone
should i just spit bars?
maybe a pop song?
a love ballad?
where’s the balance?
the list doesn’t stop, nah
creative juices flowing
not sure where the song is going, but i’m certain that i’m penning that poetry in motion
my thumbs turn to locomotives
but i’ve exhausted all my thoughts so my eyelids are closing
hours have past
the sleep settles in
the keyboard becomes my pillow for now

//so this is what we’re doing, phrasure?//
//this is what’s impressive now?//
//glad you weren’t creating when big and pac were the best around//

excuse me but i’m doing the best i can
i’ve just been struggling lately, so don’t try to test me, man

//whatever, i see right through your facade//
//i find it odd that you think you’re on top, cause you’re not//

you’re so sweet, but go kick rocks
i’m tryna focus so i’d appreciate being left with my thoughts

//oh! lucky you, then, cause i’m here for you, friend!//
//who else would’ve let all your unsettlement in?//

okay, thanks but no thanks
i’m really tryna make progress on this song
i’m getting stressed out but it’s awesome

//no one wants to hear you rap about how well you can rap//
//even if the beat slaps//

yeah, that’s a load of cr-p
after doing this for years, i think i know how the game is

//yeah, that’s why you’re so famous//

what, you got something to say then?!

//i do, in fact, let me take a look at my notes//
//you’re pr-ne to choke//
//your content is so-so//
//your flows are mediocre//
//your beats are pretty nice, but they could be doper//
//i can’t listen to you sober//
//any time you feature artists, they run you off//
//man, and you’re kinda the definition of soft//
//phrasure, everything i’ve heard from you is so boring//
//why don’t you try to make something important?//

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