Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

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

All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom's fits
This is it, last straw, that's all, it
I ain't dealin with another fuckin
I'm like a skillet bubbling until it up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow buildin up, I've been sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think, all I do is stand and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma you what, you gon' feel my rush
You feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma 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 get a finder's fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a
But sometimes I don't find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really at that time
Yea sometimes sometimes
It's just sometimes, always me
How dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half three

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm now, thought I figured it out
in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a slave to this
Signed out of to the grave
Real to rill you up
Want me to it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, get destroyed
An MC's dream, I make 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their jaws was
By the of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin someone
By the way runnin, you would swear the law was comin
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win this
And I'ma come back and rub my in your face, bitch
I my nitch, you gon' hear my voice
you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream I have half a lung
If I had half a chance I'd it - Rabbit, run