Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in
My life's one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all all I spit
Instead of tryin to swallow it
of starin at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block, of all this shit
Can't it, shit

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

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

This rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, it's not good enough, it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin now, thought I 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?
out of spit to the grave
Real enough to you up
me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put oil in your joints
the coin bitch, come get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
They hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink
By the looks of 'em, you would their jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm someone
By the way they're runnin, you swear the law was comin
It's now or never and tonight is all or
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 this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat watch
Don't believe me watch, win this race
And come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you hear my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream I have half a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run