Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

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

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

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

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