Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My life's one great big ball of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at wall and shit,
While I sit writers sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm a skillet, bubblin' until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it building up,
Blow this building up, I've been enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to tear up,
Goosebumps, I'm make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm you hate me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close minded fucks were too to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out mind as me,
You peace of mind, well here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm feeling at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how can these hallways be?
The strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw shit out,
I'm fizzling now, thought I had it out,
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to this
Sign that spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here till I get
For me to finally hit a boiling point,
Put some oil in joints,
Flip the coin bitch get destroyed,
An worst dream: I make them tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would I'm sawing someone,
By the way they you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep on us, he said he'd be back,
He promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll back baby I got to beat this clock,
this clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win race, And I'm a come back
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna hear my
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta till I have half a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...