Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

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

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic
This is it, straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't with another fuckin politic
I'm like a skillet until it filters up
I'm about to it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this 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 and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma you who I be
I'ma you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too to finally see
you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see

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

This half-assed rhyme with 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 slum, can't think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit 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
enough to rill you up
Want me to it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
boilin point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An worst dream, I make 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a fence
By the looks of 'em, you would their jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin
By the way they're runnin, you would the law was comin
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he he'd be back
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win race
And I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face,
I found my nitch, you gon' my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't have a choice
If I gotta 'til I have half a lung
If I had a chance I'd grab it - Rabbit, run