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,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My life's like one big ball of shit,
If I could put it all in all I spit,
I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this and shit,
I sit writers block sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup runneth and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
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 it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to tear up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm you hate me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well here's a of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always find the to rhyme,
To how I'm really feeling at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not good enough, it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw 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 to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to flip it? I can rip it any you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put oil in your joints,
the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
they hate me, see me and shake a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you would Jaws was coming,
By the screams of you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they running you would the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make them eat watch,
believe me? Watch.
I'm a win race, And I'm a come back
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna my voice
Till you of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I have a lung,
If I have half a I grab it, rabbit run...