Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and it quits
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I just in pits
My life's one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
of always tryina swallow it
Instead of starin' at this wall and
While I sit writer's block , of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
This is it straw
all, That's it
I ain't dealin' another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', until it up
I'm about to kill it, I can fill it up
this buliding up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts
Well.. show you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im to tear shit up
Goosebumps, Yea make your hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, no one out they mind as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the words to
To express how I'm really 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, this half-ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest,
Stuck in this slump, Can't of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this Trade ? Sign not to spit to the
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
sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make them tensed, they me
See me and like a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you would swear Jaws was coming
By the screams of you would swear Im sawin someone
By the way runnin', you could swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy leaving on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think he's
I'll be back baby, I just beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't me Watch! Imma win this race
And Imma come back and rub my on your face, Bitch!
I my nitch, You gonna fear my voice
Till your SICK of it you ain't have a choice
If I scream till I have half a lung
If I half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!