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Stuck

My friend kept insisting i don't have writers block. Turns out he was right. I hate when that happens.

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Ayo, I'm trapped, man, can't move, it's gettin' tight Feet in the mix, this ain't quicksand This is fight or flight Cement drip, tick-tick, time ain't on my side, Call my boy Yo, help! he like Nah, bro, you shine I said, I'm stuck, man, get a rope or somethin' quick, He said Bruh, you up next, just go flow and spit Nah, I mean I'm locked in, boxed in, rocks brim Dog, stop the nonsense, your bars still poppin I'm waist-deep, he hype speech, tellin' me You got this Nah, I got problems! He say You conscious I scream louder, Dude, I'm cemented in place Nah, that's your legacy, bro You're settin' the pace I ain't slippin' Just grippin' But the walls close in Weight heavy, thoughts hazy, where do I begin? Ain't blank! Just sank! Tryna move, but the weight keeps draggin' me low But every line I drop ain't lost It's just part of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Bro, I'm slippin', man, I need a damn ladder Nah, you trippin', what you drop?—a bad stan(za) Dawg, I mean it, knee-deep, breathin' in dust You just need deep meaning, keep speakin' it up I grip the walls, fingers scratchin' for traction But every line slip, lost in the fractions. Bro, I ain't built for this, man, I'm drownin Nah, you built to spit, keep the pen poundin' Listen man, I ain't playin', this ain't some test I know, bro, every verse gotta face some stress Nah, for real, it's risin', my chest gettin' pressed That's the pressure talkin', it shapes the best I'm knee-high, breath tight, my words gettin' stuck! He like Man, that's just doubt, shake it off, stand up I yell, Bruh, it's real, I can't lift my weight Nah, you been carryin' Ain't no way it's too late I ain't slippin' Just grippin' But the walls close in Weight heavy, thoughts hazy, where do I begin? Ain't blank! Just sank! Tryna move, but the weight keeps draggin' me low But every line I drop ain't lost It's just part of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Now it's neck-deep, I swear I feel the end near, He like Man, that's the grind, every artist been here Nah, I can't move, I'm barely holdin' on But you still spittin', so the work ain't gone Ayo, silence creepin', mind stuck in a loop, He like Bro, just sit back, let the words regroup Man, I don't got time, this ain't somethin' to fix Nah, you got time, you just caught in the mix Ayo, the walls close in, cement to my chin, He like Bro, just breathe, let the bars begin Nah, I mean I'm finished, over, it's done, He like See? You just wrote another one I ain't slippin' Just grippin' But the walls close in Weight heavy, thoughts hazy, where do I begin? Ain't blank! Just sank! Tryna move, but the weight keeps draggin' me low But every line I drop ain't lost It's just part of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Of the flow Cement seals shut, I take one last breath Then a thought breaks loose—yo, wait, what's next? What if he's right? What if this ain't a trap? If I ain't stuck… just clutchin' this pen in my grasp? Turntable spins, my mind clicks in place Bars keep droppin' Ain't lost, just laced Damn… Was I writin' this whole track while it played?

All lyrics written by Aidan Yagu.

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