Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some I just wanna 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 could put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to it,
Instead of staring at this and shit,
While I sit writers block of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see one of mom's alcoholic fits.
This is it, last straw, thats all, it.
I ain't dealing with another politic.
I'm like a skillet, until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it building up,
this building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup runneth over and it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't feel it it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to shit up,
Goosebumps, I'm make your hair sit up,
sit up, I'm a tell you who I be,
I'm make you hate me cause you me,
You wait, it to late to finally see,
you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever finds me, is gonna get a fee,
Out this and ain't no one out their mind as me,
You need of mind, well here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To express how I'm really at that time,
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes,
just sometimes, Its me,
how dark can these be?
The strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm at my desk
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, think of nothing,
I'm stumped, but wait here comes something,
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up, and throw that out,
I'm fizzling now, I had figured it out,
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a to this trade?
Sign that I'll 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 ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit here I get enough
For me to hit a fucking boiling point,
Put oil in your joints,
Flip the coin come get destroyed,
An MC's dream: I make them tense
hate me, see me and shake like a chain link fence,
By the looks of them you would Jaws was coming,
By the screams of you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep on us, he said he'd be back,
He pinky promised, I don't think honest,
I'll back I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, I'm'a make them eat 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
you sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice,
If I scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I it, rabbit run...