Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just up and call it quits,
I like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just in piss,
My life's like one great big of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I try to swallow it,
of staring at this wall and shit,
While I sit block sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I know is I'm to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of alcoholic fits.
is it, last straw, thats all, thats it.
I ain't with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, I've been enough,
My cup runneth over and it up,
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You feel it then it must be too real to touch,
to touch, I'm about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm make hair sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you hate me you ain't me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close fucks were too blind to see,
finds me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ain't no one out their as me,
You need peace of mind, well here's a of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always find the to rhyme,
To express how I'm really feeling at time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half 3,
This half ass with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could just get the rest, of shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, Cant of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but here comes something,
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw shit out,
I'm fizzling now, I had figured it out,
Ball's in my but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to flip it? I can rip it any you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy smith a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put oil in your joints,
Flip the bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's dream: I make them tense
they hate me, see me and shake like a chain fence,
By the looks of them you would Jaws was coming,
By the screams of them you would I'm sawing someone,
By the way they running you would the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, keep leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest,
I'll back baby I just got to 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 shit in face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You hear my voice
Till you of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I gotta till I have half a lung,
If I half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...