Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits,
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I fall in piss,
My life's like one big ball of shit,
If I could 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 sick of all shit,
Can't it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, last straw, all, thats it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it up
I'm about to kill it, I can it building up,
Blow this building up, I've sealed enough,
My cup runneth and filled 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 you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm you hate me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out their as me,
You peace of mind, well here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't find the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really feeling at time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half 3,
This ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could just get the rest, of this off my chest, again,
in this slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble 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 scared to it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to trade?
Sign that spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit here till I get
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put oil in your joints,
the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An worst dream: I make them tense
they me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the of them you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you swear 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 leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back baby I got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, make them eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna my voice
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I have a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...