Lyrics WRITERS BLOCK - UFO Fev
Nobody
loves
a
writer
till
they
die
That's
when
their
work
is
criticized
or
celebrated
For
all
they
did
with
their
time
James
Baldwin
comes
to
mind
Nobody
loves
a
artist
till
they
die
That's
when
their
work
is
sanctified
Praised
by
the
same
mouth
that
wished
their
demise
When
he's
alive
he's
tripping
Knowing
you
going
listen
That
music
so
good
you
don't
care
what
he
did
to
children
Or
who
he
done
told
on
long
as
the
song
goes
on
The
fame
gets
prolonged
this
lame
shit
is
so
wrong
(damn!)
You
a
fan
or
a
dummy?
Have
morals
cause
soon
a
fool
will
part
with
his
money
And
all
we
want
is
change
A
little
break
from
the
norm
Turn
on
the
radio
and
hear
a
new
song
From
an
artist
you
admire
Writing
a
bunch
of
fire
The
choruses
are
catchy
And
all
we
do
is
inspire
(IT'S
THE
HIGH)
Nobody
loves
a
writer
till
he's
gone
A
rapper
died
now
let's
play
his
song
Won't
give
you
flowers
or
no
soup
when
you
sick
To
all
the
youth
out
there
please
don't
quit
It
goeeeessss
Nobody
loves
a
writer
till
he's
gone
A
rapper
died
now
let's
play
his
song
Won't
give
you
flowers
or
no
soup
when
you
sick
To
all
the
youth
out
there
please
don't
quit
It
goeeeessss
Nothing
last
forever
but
let's
make
it
last
a
lifetime
Leaving
a
fortune
for
my
kids
that's
the
bullseye
Last
name
will
carry
on
All
this
baggage
that
I
carry
had
me
on
the
edge
almost
didn't
hold
on
We
on
borrowed
time
so
I
put
in
extra
grind
Overthinking
have
you
out
your
mind
get
your
thoughts
in
line
It
could
always
be
worse
Homie
you'll
be
fine
Turn
me
up
get
in
tune
with
the
real
It's
therapeutic
let
the
pen
bleed
and
watch
your
soul
heal
Never
count
favors
I
was
taught
help
thy
neighbor
If
they
snake
you
God
will
reward
you
much
greater
I
did
it
out
of
love
and
you
turned
into
a
hater
All
this
dirt
that
I
did
who
knew
a
flower
would
grow
Won't
appreciate
till
you
gone
that
story
is
getting
old
But
why
is
it
the
same
old
story
that's
being
told
To
the
youth
never
quit
keep
going
don't
fold
(REAL
SHIT)
Nobody
loves
a
writer
till
he's
gone
A
rapper
died
now
let's
play
his
song
Won't
give
you
flowers
or
no
soup
when
you
sick
To
all
the
youth
out
there
please
don't
quit
It
goeeeessss
Nobody
loves
a
writer
till
he's
gone
A
rapper
died
now
let's
play
his
song
Won't
give
you
flowers
or
no
soup
when
you
sick
To
all
the
youth
out
there
please
don't
quit
It
goeeeessss
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