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 I go to get up I just fall in piss
My life's one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all into all I
Instead of always tryin to it
Instead of starin at this and shit
While I sit block, sick of all this shit
Can't it, shit

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

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

This half-assed rhyme with this 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, think of nothin
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the 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 this
out of spit to the grave
Real enough to you up
Want me to it I can rip it any style 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 oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
They hate me, see me and shake like a fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their was comin
By the screams of 'em, you swear I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you would the law was comin
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said he'd be
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma 'em eat this watch
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win race
And I'ma come back and rub my in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you hear my voice
'Til you sick of it, you gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have a lung
If I had a chance I'd grab it - Rabbit, run