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
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's like one great big 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
, Call it Shit!
All I know is I'm 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 dealin' with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can fill it 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 all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' my rush
If you feel it, then it must 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 me is gonna 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 sometimes is always me
How dark can these be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with half-ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, Can't think of
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm 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 you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a fence
By the of em you would swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would 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 he's honest
be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat this
Don't me Watch! Imma win this race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You fear my voice
Till your of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have a lung
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!