Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and call it
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I fall in piss
My life's like one big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all all I spit
Instead of tryin to swallow it
Instead of starin at this wall and
While I sit block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it,

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of alcholic fits
This is it, last straw, all, that's it
I ain't dealin with another politic
I'm like a bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, been sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think, all I do is stand and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make your sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
I'ma make you hate me, you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You need piece of mind? a piece of mine
All I a line
But sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin at that
Yea sometimes sometimes
just sometimes, it's always me
How dark can these be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, half past three

This half-assed rhyme with this piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here somethin
Nope, it's not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzlin now, thought I it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a slave to trade?
Signed out of spit to the
enough to rill you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any you want
I'm a switch bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
Fuckin point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
They hate me, see me and shake a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm someone
By the way they're runnin, you would swear the law was
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said be back
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win race
And come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have half a
If I had half a chance I'd it - Rabbit, run