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, just put it all into all I
Instead of always swallow it
Instead of starin' at wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all this
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I dealin' with another fuckin' politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin' up
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im to tear 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 too late for you to finally see
What you close-minded fucks too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out world, ain't no one out they mind as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't 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 half 3
half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
in this slump, Can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait Here something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To Trade ? Sign not to spit to the grave
enough to rowl 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 finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make tensed, they hate me
See me and like a Chainlink fence
By the of em you would swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps on us, He said he'd be back
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat this
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And Imma come and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
Till your SICK of it you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta scream I have half a lung
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!