Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a 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,
While I sit writers block of all this 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, straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it up,
Blow this building up, I've sealed enough,
My cup runneth over and it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you feel my rush,
You don't it then it must be too real 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 get a finders fee,
Out this 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 always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really feeling at time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then past 3,
This ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I just get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
in this slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait here something,
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw that out,
I'm fizzling now, I had figured it out,
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to trade?
Sign I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here I get enough
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put some oil in joints,
Flip the coin bitch get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
they hate me, see me and shake 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 they you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, keep leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I think he's honest,
I'll baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a 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 hear my voice
Till you of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...