Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
time I go to get up I just fall in piss
My like one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all all I spit
of always tryin to swallow it
Instead of starin at wall and shit
I sit writer's block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it,

All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I have to see one of mom's alcholic fits
This is it, last straw, that's all, it
I ain't dealin with fuckin politic
I'm like a bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, I've sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think, all I do is stand here and my nuts?
Well show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to shit up
Goosebumps yea, make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
I'ma you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to see
you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You piece of mind? Here's a piece of mine
All I a line
But I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin at that
Yea sometimes sometimes
just sometimes, it's always me
How dark can hallways be?
The clock midnight, one-two, then half past three

This half-assed rhyme this half-assed piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I can just get the of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here somethin
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzlin now, thought I it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a slave to trade?
Signed out of to the grave
Real enough to you up
me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put some oil in joints
Flip the bitch, come get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
They hate me, see me and shake like a fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you would the law was comin
It's now or never and is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said be back
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, make 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win this
And I'ma come and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' hear my
'Til you sick of it, you ain't have a choice
If I gotta 'til I have half a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run