The Opposite Problem (TradeMarx Remix) (Bonus Track)

from Struggles of an Aspiring MC by SC Static & Militant Marxman

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lyrics

The Opposite Problem

(Verse)

Just another day of tryna make the pen jot
But for whatever reason I ain’t doin’ the best job
No calls, texts, or emails up in my inbox
Writer’s block, you could almost hear a pin drop
I feel like I could never finish what I start
With the same beat on repeat while I’m sittin’ in the dark
Damn, these are truly the worst times
Tryna write a rhyme but I’m stuck on the first line
I’m throwin’ darts in the dark
Spiritually from the heart and left a mark with this art
Yet I can hardly think
And am selective with what I spit when I’m carving this ink
So every bar is a tattoo
And once you got one it’d be hard not to have two
But my inner critic’s stuck in the way
And I’m very aware that it’s rare I’ve got nothing to say
Cause everyday there’s always something to express
But today I just can’t come up with nothin’ I’m a mess
And that’s why I feel hollow and won’t speak
Cause this writer’s block cloud’s been followin’ all week
So now I’m drawin’ a blank
Even though I know I got plenty more in the tank
But nothin’ worthy of writin’
So I’m in bed late in the afternoon, up early at night and
On most days I would’ve made up a whole rhyme
But now I’m shooting blanks steady wasting my own time
Impatient with no grind
Terrified and scared to hit the stage when it’s go time
Underdog, I’m deranged and exhausted
Something’s off thinking maybe I lost it
Or maybe someone laced the tree I was puffin’
Cause I couldn’t even see and was way too eager to function
Yeah, in spite of your tears
What you’re witnessing here is a writer’s worst fear
This shit is makin’ me nauseous
Like somebody just flipped the creativity off switch (flick!)
Feels like I gotta spell or curse to break
Shakin’ nervous got me searchin’ for a word to say
Like maybe I shouldn’t be holdin’ a mic
But then again I wouldn’t even really know what it’s like

(Chorus x 2)
So ya’ll are not gonna stop him
I mean just look at all the different concepts I’m jottin’
Yeah, So writer’s block’s not an option
Cause to be honest yo I’ve got The Opposite Problem