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 life's 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,
While I sit writers sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of mom's fits.
This is it, last straw, thats all, it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm a skillet, bubblin' until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it up,
this building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it must be too to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm make your sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well here's a of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can these be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then past 3,
This half ass rhyme with half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, Cant of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not good enough, it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw that 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 slave to trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real 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 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 dream: I make them tense
they me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you swear Jaws was coming,
By the of them you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he said be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back baby I just got to this clock,
Fuck this clock, make them eat this watch,
believe me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna hear my
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I grab it, run...