Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's like one big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
of always 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 is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's fits
This is it straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another politic
I'm like a bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can fill it up
Blow this buliding up, I've sealed enough
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' feel my
If you don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make 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 fucks 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 express how I'm feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its sometimes is always me
How can these hallways be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this 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, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm out, thought 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
Real to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get
And MC's worst dream, I them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a Chainlink
By the looks of em you swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of you would swear Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He he'd be back
He pinky promised, I think he's 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 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 gonna have a
If I gotta scream till I half a lung
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!