Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just in piss,
My life's like one 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,
call it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, last straw, thats all, it.
I ain't dealing with another politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' it filters up
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, I've sealed enough,
My cup runneth over and 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 feel my rush,
You feel it then it must be too real to touch,
to touch, I'm about 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 hate me cause you me,
You wait, it ain't to to finally see,
you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is get a finders fee,
Out world and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You peace of mind, well 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 feeling at time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The clock midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I could just get the rest, of this off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, 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,
Ball's in my but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, enough to rattle you up,
Want me to it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit here I get enough
For me to finally hit a boiling point,
Put some oil in joints,
Flip the coin come get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the looks of you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would I'm sawing someone,
By the way running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he he'd be back,
He promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll back baby I just got to this clock,
Fuck clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
believe me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a back
and rub my shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna hear my
Till you sick of it you ain't have a choice,
If I gotta till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I it, rabbit run...