Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Every time I go to get up I fall in piss
My life's one great big ball of shit
If I just, put it all into all I spit
Instead of always to swallow it
Instead of starin at this and shit
While I sit writer's block, sick of all this
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
This is it, last straw, all, that's it
I dealin with another fuckin politic
I'm like a skillet until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it up
Blow this buildin up, I've sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think, all I do is stand here and my nuts?
I'ma show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to tear 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 too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too to see

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

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed of paper
I'm at my desk
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my again
in this slum, can't think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin now, thought I it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a to this trade?
out of spit to the grave
Real to rill you up
Want me to it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith a quitter
I'ma sit until I get in me to finally hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put oil in your joints
the coin bitch, come get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their jaws was
By the screams of 'em, you would I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you swear the law was comin
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just beat this clock
Fuck clock, I'ma make 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win race
And come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' hear my
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a
If I scream 'til I have half a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run