Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - Run Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My life's 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,
Cant call it shit, all I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alchaholic fits,
This is it, last straw, thats all, it,
I ain't dealing with fucking politic,
I'm like a stewin in him, till it filters up,
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
this building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup run it over I've filled up,
But then explosion bust and my guts,
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you gonna 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 make your sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you hate me you ain't me,
You aint, it to late to finally see,
What you close fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out world and ain't no one out there mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well a piece of mine,
All I need's a but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To how I'm really feeling at that time,
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
Its me, how dark can these hallways be,
The stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my desk if I just get the rest,
Of this shit off my chest, again, in this slum,
Cant of nothing, fuck I'm stumped,
But here comes something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
Krinkel it up and that shit out,
I'm fisseling now I had figured it out,
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to trade,
Sign I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
I'm a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here I get enough,
For me to finally hit a boiling point,
Put some oil in joints,
the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An mc's worst dream I make them tense since they me,
See me and shake a shangeling fence,
By the looks of them you would yours was comming,
By the scream of them you swear I'm sawing something,
By the way they running you would the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, jimmy leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest,
I be back baby I got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm them eat this watch,
believe me watch, I'm a win this race,
And I'm a back and rub my shit in your face,
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna my voice,
Till you sick of it you ain't have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...