Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Every time I go to get up I 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 to swallow it
of starin at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's block, sick of all this
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
is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't with another fuckin politic
I'm a skillet bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, been sealed enough
My cup, over, I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think, all I do is stand here and my nuts?
Well show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make your sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma you who I be
I'ma make you hate me, cause you me
You wait, it ain't too to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too to see

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

half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I can get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in slum, can't think of nothin
I'm stumped, but wait, here comes somethin
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and the shit out
I'm now, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a to this trade?
Signed out of spit to the
enough to rill you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any style you
I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
boilin point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the bitch, come get destroyed
An worst dream, I make 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their jaws was
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm someone
By the way they're runnin, you would swear the law was
It's now or never and is all or nothin
Momma keeps leavin on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this
Don't believe me watch, I'ma win this
And I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face,
I my nitch, you gon' 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