Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
Instead of always tryina it
Instead of starin' at this and shit
I sit writer's block , sick of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever have to see one of Mom's alcaholic fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another fuckin'
I'm like a bubblin', until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to tear up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
What you close-minded fucks too blind to see
Whoever finds me is get a finders fee
Out this world, no one out they mind as me
You need of mind? Here's a piece of mine
All I a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its sometimes is always me
How dark can these be
The clock midnight
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
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 throw the out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm 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. Imma switch bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a boiling point
Put some oil in joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
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 that Jaws was
By the screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He said he'd be
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck this clock! make them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And Imma come back and rub my on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna fear my
Till your SICK of it you gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have half a chance, I'll it, Rabbit Run!