Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm 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 could put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to it,
Instead of at this wall and shit,
While I sit block sick of all this shit,
call it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, last straw, all, thats it.
I ain't with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it up
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
this building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup runneth and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it be too real to touch,
to touch, I'm about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out mind as me,
You need of mind, well here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, half past 3,
This half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could just get the rest, of 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 now, thought I had figured it out,
Ball's in my court but I'm to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
Sign that I'll 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 till I get
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in joints,
the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you would Jaws was coming,
By the screams of you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way running 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 don't he's honest,
back baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
Don't 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 gotta scream till I half a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...