Murs - Writer's Blues lyrics

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[Verse 1: Luckyiam.PSC]

Underboss, take a trip to where you can't see

And control the scenes with the puppet strings invisible

I seen dreams shattering the shars

Laid a trick that could part where the hearts are all edibals

I press hard, fall into the trap doors

Really wasn't asking for more than exceptance

In the presence of exception over collective human beings

Being talented is simply not enough, you gotta mean it

Since I want this, it feels like it chose me

I owe it to myself to keep pressing on (pressing on)

Stressing on the piddle why the riddle was constructed

Down the hustle like a '79

And you was dancin' up on good times (good times)

A pocket full of good rhymes

To help you through the hard moments of your life (your life)

[Chorus:]

It's just the way that I write (write)

After all what's most important if it's something I like (I like)

It's just the way that we write (write)

After all what's most important if it's something we like (we like)

It's just the way that we write (write)

After all what's most important if it's something we like (we like)

It's just the way that we write (write)

After all what's most important if it's something you like (you like)

It's just the way that we write (write)

After all it's most important

[Verse 2: Murs]

Man I love hip hop some say I take it too serious

But rappers being fake always makes me so furious, mysteriously mad

They say I need a shrink but I think I'm a stick to my pen and my pad

My only therapist - my life and I'm sharing it with ya'll

Hoping they can stop you from tearing down them walls cause I'm going through it too

Expose it in our tracks and I'm showing it to you

So we can break it down and benefit, analyse the blemishes

Skip the cigarettes cause that nicoteens a stimulate

It don't calm you down

And alcohols a lion

At the bottom of the bottles where your problems always found

If I'm sober then I'm down in a slump, batting zero

Melencholy mother fucker not too happy or too cheerful

Sessions of depression got me stressing something awful

My family and friends and that smile said it's soulful

But it really don't help, the enemies in the mirror

And I can't face myself, I pray for help

But these drugs ain't working, I just don't know shit

That's the only thing that's certain

Feel like I'm about to die when my chest starts hurtin'

And I'm thinking that it's hurtin'

'Cause the Zanics they prescribe don't help control my vibe

I'm a live hip hop 'til the day that I die

Cause making good music's all that keeps me alive uh

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