Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

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

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic
This is it, last straw, all, that's it
I ain't with another fuckin politic
I'm a skillet bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it up
Blow this buildin up, I've been sealed
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 show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You feel it, then it must be too real to touch
the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make your 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
What you closed-minded fucks too blind to see

finds me is gonna 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 a line
But sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To express how I'm feelin at that time
Yea sometimes sometimes
just sometimes, it's always me
How dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, half past three

This half-assed rhyme with this piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my chest
Stuck in slum, can't think of nothin
I'm stumped, but wait, here comes somethin
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit 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 to this trade?
Signed out of spit to the
enough to rill you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
boilin point, put some oil in your 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 their jaws was comin
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 never and is all or nothin
Momma keeps leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat clock
Fuck this clock, make 'em eat this watch
Don't me watch, I'ma win this race
And I'ma back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' my voice
you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta 'til I have half a lung
If I had a chance I'd grab it - Rabbit, run