Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Every time I go to get up I just in piss
My life's like one great big ball of
If I could just, put it all into all I
Instead of always tryin to it
Instead of at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block, sick of all this
Can't call it,

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of alcholic fits
is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I dealin with another fuckin politic
I'm like a bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it up
this buildin up, I've been sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I filled it up
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think, all I do is stand and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma show you what, you gon' my rush
You feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to tear up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make your sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
make you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to see
What you fucks were too blind to see

finds me is gonna get a finder's fee
Out this world, ain't no one out there as me
You need piece of mind? a piece of mine
All I a line
But sometimes I don't find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin at that
Yea sometimes sometimes
It's just sometimes, it's me
How can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half past

This half-assed with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my again
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here somethin
Nope, it's not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm fizzlin now, thought I it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a to this trade?
Signed out of spit to the
Real enough to you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a
sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put some oil in your
Flip the coin bitch, get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I 'em tense
They hate me, see me and like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin
By the way they're runnin, you would swear the law was
now or never and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this
Don't believe me watch, win this race
And I'ma come and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I my nitch, you gon' hear my voice
'Til you of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream I have half a lung
If I had a chance I'd grab it - Rabbit, run