Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My like one great big ball of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I try to swallow it,
of staring at this wall and shit,
While I sit block sick of all this shit,
call it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, last straw, all, thats it.
I ain't with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it building up,
Blow building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it must be too 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 make you hate me you ain't me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
What you close fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well here's a of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always find the to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half 3,
This ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I just get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, Cant of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
it up, and throw that shit out,
I'm fizzling now, I had figured it out,
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real to rattle you up,
Want me to flip it? I can rip it any 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 bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's worst dream: I make them
they hate me, see me and like a chain link fence,
By the of them you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would swear I'm someone,
By the way they you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, keep leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll back baby I just got to beat clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make them eat 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
Till you sick of it you ain't gonna a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...