Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

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

All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic
is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I dealin with another fuckin politic
I'm a skillet bubbling until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, I've been enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think, all I do is stand here and my nuts?
Well I'ma 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, I'ma make your sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
I'ma make you hate me, cause you me
You wait, it ain't too to finally see
What you closed-minded were too blind to see

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

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the off my chest again
Stuck in slum, can't 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 fizzlin now, thought I 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?
out of spit to the grave
Real enough to 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
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put some oil in joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An worst dream, I make 'em tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you swear their jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm someone
By the way runnin, you would swear the law was comin
now or never and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said be back
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck clock, I'ma make 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win this
And I'ma come back and rub my in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you hear my voice
you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have half a
If I had half a chance I'd it - Rabbit, run