Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall 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 block of all this shit,
call it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing another fucking politic.
I'm a skillet, bubblin' until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel 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 think all I do is stand and feel my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you gonna my rush,
You don't feel it it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, I'm make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to to finally see,
What you close minded fucks too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out world and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm feeling at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I just get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait here something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and 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 this
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, enough to rattle you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
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
they hate me, see me and shake like a link fence,
By the looks of them you would swear was coming,
By the of them you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they running you swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he said be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back baby I just got to this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna my voice
Till you sick of it you ain't have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...