Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just in piss
My life's like one great big ball of
If I could just, put it all all I spit
Instead of always to swallow it
of starin at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block, of all this shit
call it, shit

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic
This is it, straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealin with another politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling until it up
I'm about to it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, I've sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think, all I do is here and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma show you what, you gon' feel my
You feel it, then it must be too real to touch
the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma you who I be
I'ma make you me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to 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 mind? Here's a of mine
All I need's a
But sometimes I don't find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin at that
Yea sometimes sometimes
just sometimes, it's always me
How dark can hallways be?
The strikes midnight, one-two, then half past three

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in slum, can't think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here somethin
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm now, thought 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 this
Signed out of spit to the
Real to rill you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a fence
By the of 'em, you would swear their jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you would swear the law was
It's now or never and tonight is all or
Momma Jimmy keeps on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win this
And I'ma come back and rub my shit in 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 I have half a lung
If I had half a chance I'd it - Rabbit, run