Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I just in pits
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
Instead of always swallow it
Instead of starin' at this and shit
While I sit writer's , sick of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see one of Mom's alcaholic fits
This is it last
all, That's it
I ain't dealin' with fuckin' politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin' up
Blow buliding up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith I done filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you don't feel it, then it be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to tear up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
you close-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is get a finders fee
Out world, ain't no one out they mind as me
You need piece of mind? a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feeling at time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can these be
The clock midnight
1, 2, then passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could just get the of this shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait Here something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzling out, thought I it out
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To this ? 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 hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And MC's dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a Chainlink
By the looks of em you would swear that was coming
By the screams of them you would swear Im someone
By the way they runnin', you swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, Jimmy leaving on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat clock
this clock! Imma make them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win race
And Imma come and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
Till SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have a lung
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, Run!