Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I wanna up and call it quits,
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My life's like one great big of shit,
If I could put it all in all I spit,
Instead I try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this and shit,
I sit writers block sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing with fucking politic.
I'm a skillet, bubblin' until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, been sealed enough,
My cup runneth and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think all I do is here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you gonna my rush,
You don't feel it then it be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm make hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were too to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out their as me,
You need of mind, well here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The clock midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
in this slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not good enough, it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and that shit out,
I'm fizzling now, I had figured it out,
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
Sign that I'll to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in joints,
the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
they hate me, see me and like a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would I'm sawing someone,
By the way running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest,
I'll baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a them eat this watch,
believe me? Watch.
I'm a win race, And I'm a come back
and rub my shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna my voice
Till you sick of it you ain't gonna a choice,
If I gotta scream till I half a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...