Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's like one big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
of always tryina swallow it
Instead of at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all this
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of alcaholic fits
This is it straw
That's all, it
I ain't with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', until it up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've been enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my
Well.. Imma you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out world, ain't no one out they mind as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feeling at time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How can these hallways be
The clock strikes
1, 2, then half 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass piece of
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest,
Stuck in this slump, Can't think of
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To Trade ? Sign not to spit to the grave
enough to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get
And MC's worst dream, I make tensed, they hate me
See me and like a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you would swear Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He said be back
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck clock! Imma make them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
Till your SICK of it you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!