Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My life's one great big ball of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I try to swallow it,
Instead of at this wall and shit,
While I sit writers block of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of mom's fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, I've been enough,
My cup runneth over and it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you feel my rush,
You don't feel it then it be too real to touch,
to touch, I'm about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you hate me cause you me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close minded were too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how can these hallways be?
The strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I just get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
in this slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not good enough, 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 to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
Sign that spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
smith ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put oil in your joints,
Flip the coin come get destroyed,
An MC's worst I make them tense
they hate me, see me and shake like a link fence,
By the of them you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would I'm sawing someone,
By the way running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he he'd be back,
He promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll back baby I just got to beat clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make them eat watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a back
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna my voice
Till you sick of it you ain't have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...