Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in
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 wall and shit
While I sit writer's block, sick of all shit
Can't call it,

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

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

half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my again
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, comes somethin
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm now, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a slave to trade?
Signed out of spit to the
Real enough to 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 boilin point, put some oil in joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear jaws was comin
By the of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you swear the law was comin
It's now or never and tonight is all or
Momma keeps leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think he's
I'll be baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma 'em eat this watch
Don't me watch, I'ma win this race
And I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face,
I found my nitch, you gon' hear my
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run