Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits,
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My life's like one great big of shit,
If I could put it all in all I spit,
I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at wall and shit,
While I sit block sick of all this shit,
Can't 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, straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing with fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it building up,
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen and busts, ink spills 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 feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you hate me cause you me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close minded were too blind to see,
finds me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and 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 find the words 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 half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could just get the rest, of this off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, Cant of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait here something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw that out,
I'm now, thought I had figured it out,
Ball's in my court but I'm 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, enough to rattle you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here I get enough
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put oil in your joints,
Flip the coin come get destroyed,
An MC's worst dream: I make them
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 swear I'm someone,
By the way they running you swear the law was coming,
Its now or never 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 baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You hear my voice
Till you sick of it you gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I half a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...