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,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My like one great big ball of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to it,
Instead of staring at wall and shit,
While I sit writers block 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, all, thats it.
I ain't dealing with fucking politic.
I'm a skillet, bubblin' until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup over and filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it must be too to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm make your sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
What you minded fucks were too blind to see,
finds me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out their as me,
You need peace of mind, well a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To how I'm really feeling at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can these be?
The strikes 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 just get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but here comes 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 court but I'm scared to it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real to rattle you up,
Want me to flip it? I can rip it any you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put some oil in joints,
Flip the coin bitch get destroyed,
An worst dream: 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 them you swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back baby I got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, make them eat this 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 hear my voice
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I it, rabbit run...