Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's like one great big of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
Instead of tryina swallow it
Instead of starin' at wall and shit
While I sit writer's , sick of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's fits
This is it last
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' another fuckin' politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can fill it up
Blow buliding up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, then it must be too real to
Build the dutch, Im to tear shit up
Goosebumps, Yea make your hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You piece of mind? Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the words to
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can hallways be
The clock midnight
1, 2, then passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, this half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could just get the of this shit off my chest, Again
in this slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait Here something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this Trade ? Sign not to to the grave
Real enough to rowl you up, me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make tensed, they hate me
See me and shake a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you would swear Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would swear Im someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear that the law was
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, Jimmy keeps on us, He said he'd be back
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win this
And Imma come back and rub my on your face, Bitch!
I my nitch, You gonna fear my voice
Till your of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have a lung
If I half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!