Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's one great big ball of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of always tryina it
Instead of starin' at this wall and
I sit writer's block , sick of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's alcaholic
This is it last
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' another fuckin' politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've sealed enough
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' feel my
If you feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to tear up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too late for you to 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 they as me
You need of mind? Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feeling at time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can these be
The clock strikes
1, 2, half passed 3
This rhyme, with this half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest,
Stuck in this slump, Can't think of
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this Trade ? Sign not to to the grave
Real to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And MC's dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a Chainlink
By the looks of em you would that Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would swear Im sawin
By the way they runnin', you could swear the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this
Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win race
And Imma back and rub my shit on your 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 half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!