Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of tryina swallow it
Instead of starin' at wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all this
, Call it Shit!
All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I have to see another 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 about to kill it, I can it buildin' up
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my
Well.. show you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
the dutch, Im about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, Yea make your hair sit up, Yea sit up
tell you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too late for you to see
What you close-minded were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna 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 need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just is always me
How can these hallways be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, half passed 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 off my chest, Again
Stuck in slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To this Trade ? Sign not to to the grave
enough to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough hit a fucking boiling point
Put oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a Chainlink
By the looks of em you would that Jaws was coming
By the screams of you would swear 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 gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win this
And come back and rub my shit 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 half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!