Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits,
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My like one great big ball of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
I always 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 is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' it filters up
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
Blow building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm make your sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you hate me cause you me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out world and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really feeling at time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can these be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half 3,
This half ass rhyme this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could just get the rest, of shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait here something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw shit out,
I'm fizzling now, thought I had 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?
that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to flip it? I can rip it any you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here till I get
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put oil in your joints,
Flip the coin 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 you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would swear I'm someone,
By the way running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest,
I'll baby I just got to beat this clock,
this clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna hear my
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I have a chance I grab it, rabbit run...