Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Everytime I go to get up I just in pits
My life's like one big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
Instead of always swallow it
Instead of starin' at this wall and
While I sit writer's block , of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of alcaholic fits
This is it last
all, That's it
I ain't dealin' with another politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', until it up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, been sealed enough
My cup runith I done filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to tear up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it too late for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they as me
You need piece of mind? Here's a piece of
All I a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feeling at time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How can these hallways be
The clock strikes
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
in this slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To Trade ? Sign not to spit to the grave
Real enough to rowl you up, Want me to it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch get destroyed
And MC's dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a fence
By the of em you would swear that Jaws was coming
By the of them you would swear Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
Till SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!