Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna 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 tryina it
Instead of starin' at this and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all shit
Can't , it Shit!
All I is I'm about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's alcaholic
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another fuckin'
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm to kill it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and feel my
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' feel my
If you don't feel it, then it must be too real to
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you me
You wait , it ain't too for you to finally see
What you close-minded fucks too blind to see
finds me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You need of mind? 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 sometimes is me
How can these hallways be
The clock strikes
1, 2, then passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, this half-ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm fizzling out, 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 slave
To Trade ? Sign not to spit to the grave
Real to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a fence
By the looks of em you would swear Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could that the law was coming
Its now or never, And is all or nothing
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He said he'd be
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win this
And Imma come back and rub my shit on face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You fear my voice
your SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I half a lung
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!