Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I just in pits
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
of always tryina swallow it
Instead of at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , of all this shit
, Call it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever have to see one of Mom's alcaholic fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another fuckin'
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, been sealed enough
My cup over I done filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my
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 your hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you me
You wait , it too late for you to finally see
What you fucks were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You piece of mind? Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How can these hallways be
The clock midnight
1, 2, then 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
Stuck in this slump, Can't of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzling out, thought I 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 this ? Sign not to spit to the grave
enough to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a
Imma sitter till I get enough hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And worst 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 screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear that the law was
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, keeps leaving on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat this
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win race
And Imma come back and rub my shit on face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
your SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have half a chance, I'll it, Rabbit Run!