Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My life's like one great big of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to it,
Instead of staring at wall and shit,
While I sit writers block sick of all shit,
call it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't dealing with fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it up
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
Blow building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup runneth over and it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think all I do is here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a show you what, you gonna 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 make hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you me cause you ain't me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks too blind to see,
Whoever me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm feeling at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can these be?
The strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I could just get the rest, of this off my chest, again,
stuck in slum, Cant think of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but here comes something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out, new pad,
it up, and throw 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 to this trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to you up,
me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
smith ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit here till I get
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 a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you swear Jaws was coming,
By the screams of you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they running you would the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, keep leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make eat this watch,
Don't me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a come
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You gonna hear my
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I it, rabbit run...