Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's like one great big of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of tryina swallow it
Instead of at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , of all this shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
This is it straw
all, That's it
I dealin' with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', until it up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've been enough
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You , it ain't too late for you to finally see
you close-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they as me
You need piece of mind? Here's a of mine
All I need's a line, but I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just is always me
How can these hallways be
The clock strikes
1, 2, then passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with half-ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this off my chest, Again
in this slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm fizzling out, thought I it out
Balls in my court but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To this Trade ? 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 bitch Jimmy Smith a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And MC's dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you would swear Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you swear Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear that the law was
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, keeps leaving on us, He said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't me Watch! Imma win this race
And Imma come back and rub my on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You fear my voice
Till SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!