Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits
I feel I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every I go to get up I just fall in piss
My like one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all into all I
of always tryin to swallow it
Instead of at this wall and shit
While I sit block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it,

All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of mom's alcholic
This is it, last straw, that's all, it
I dealin with another fuckin politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling it filters up
I'm about to it, I can feel it buildin up
Blow this buildin up, I've sealed enough
My cup, runneth over, I done it up
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think, all I do is here and feel my nuts?
Well I'ma show you what, you feel my rush
You don't feel it, then it must be too real to
the dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, make your hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma you who I be
I'ma make you me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too to finally see
you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see

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

This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I can just get the rest of the shit off my chest
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin now, I figured it out
in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a to this trade?
Signed out of to the grave
Real to rill you up
me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit I get enough in me to finally hit a
Fuckin point, put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, come get
An worst dream, I make 'em tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you swear their jaws was comin
By the of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you swear the law was comin
It's now or never and tonight is all or
Momma Jimmy keeps on us, he said he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think he's
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck clock, I'ma make 'em eat this watch
Don't me watch, I'ma win this race
And I'ma come back and rub my in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' hear my
you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have half a
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run