Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in
My life's like one great big of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
Instead of tryina swallow it
of starin' at this wall and shit
While I sit block , sick of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another politic
I'm like a bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've been enough
My cup over I done filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' feel my
If you don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma your hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, make you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You , it ain't too late for you to finally see
you close-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can hallways be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, then passed 3
This rhyme, with this half-ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest,
Stuck in this slump, Can't think of
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
Balls in my but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this ? Sign not to spit to the grave
Real enough to rowl you up, me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a Chainlink
By the looks of em you would that Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you swear Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear the law was coming
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, keeps leaving on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
this clock! Imma make them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I my nitch, You gonna fear my voice
Till SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I half a lung
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!