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 time I go to get up I just fall in
My life's like one great big ball of
If I could just, put it all into all I
Instead of tryin to swallow it
Instead of starin at this and shit
I sit writer's block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it,

All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of alcholic fits
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, I've been sealed
My cup, runneth over, I filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink my guts
You think, all I do is here and feel my nuts?
Well show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm about to tear up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make hair sit up
Yea sit up, I'ma you who I be
I'ma you hate me, cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to see
you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, no one out there mind as me
You need piece of mind? Here's a 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
Yea sometimes sometimes
It's just sometimes, it's me
How can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half three

This rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I can just get the rest of the off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, comes somethin
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and 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 slave to trade?
Signed out of spit to the
Real enough to you up
me to flip it I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'ma sit until I get enough in me to hit a
Fuckin boilin point, put oil in your joints
Flip the coin bitch, get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em
They hate me, see me and like a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you would swear their was comin
By the of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin someone
By the way they're runnin, you would swear the law was
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he he'd be back
He promised, I don't think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this
believe me watch, I'ma win this race
And I'ma come and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I my nitch, you gon' hear my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna a choice
If I gotta 'til I have half a lung
If I had a chance I'd grab it - Rabbit, run