Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
I go to get up I just fall in pits
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of always swallow it
of starin' at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all 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' with another fuckin'
I'm like a bubblin', until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, been sealed enough
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit 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 close-minded were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna get a finders fee
Out world, ain't no one out they 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 words to rhyme
To how I'm really feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can these be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, then half 3
This half-ass rhyme, this half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could just get the of this shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, Can't of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
Balls in my but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this ? Sign not to spit to the grave
Real enough to you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a fence
By the looks of em you would swear that Jaws was
By the screams of them you would swear Im someone
By the way they runnin', you swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna fear my
Till your SICK of it you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream till I have a lung
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, Run!