Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's like one big ball of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of tryina swallow it
Instead of starin' at this wall and
While I sit writer's block , sick of all this
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', it filters up
I'm about to it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've been sealed
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you don't feel it, 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 tell you who I be, Imma you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it too late for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You need piece of mind? Here's a piece of
All I a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just is always me
How dark can hallways be
The clock midnight
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of shit off my chest, Again
in this slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
Balls in my but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To this Trade ? Sign not to spit to the
Real enough to rowl you up, me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma hitter 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 them tensed, hate me
See me and like a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you would swear that was coming
By the screams of you would swear Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And Imma back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna fear my
Till your of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!