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
Every time I go to get up I just in piss
My like one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all into all I
Instead of always to swallow it
Instead of starin at this and shit
While I sit 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 one of mom's alcholic fits
This is it, straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealin with another politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, I've sealed enough
My cup, over, I done filled it up
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think, all I do is here and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to tear up
Goosebumps yea, make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
I'ma make you me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too to see

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

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed 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
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, comes somethin
Nope, it's not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm now, thought I figured 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 slave to this
Signed out of spit to the
enough to rill you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get in me to finally hit a
Fuckin point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An MC's worst dream, I 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink
By the looks of 'em, you would swear jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you swear I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you would the law was comin
It's now or never and is all or nothin
Momma keeps leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, make 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, win this race
And I'ma come back and rub my in your face, bitch
I my nitch, you gon' hear my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a
If I gotta scream 'til I half a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run