Luyện nghe bài hát Run Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and it quits,
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks,
I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My life's like one great big of shit,
If I just put it all in all I spit,
I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this and shit,
While I sit block sick of all this shit,
Can't it shit.
All I is I'm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of alcoholic fits.
This is it, straw, thats all, thats it.
I dealing with another fucking politic.
I'm like a skillet, bubblin' until it up
I'm about to it, I can feel it building up,
this building up, I've been sealed enough,
My cup runneth and filled it up,
The pen and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand and feel my nuts,
But I'm a you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don't it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I'm about to shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah I'm your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I'm a you who I be,
I'm make you hate me cause you me,
You wait, it ain't to late to see,
What you close minded fucks were too to see,
finds me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and no one out their mind as me,
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine,
All I a line, but sometimes,
I don't always the words to rhyme,
To how I'm really feeling 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 ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I'm desperate at my
if I could get the rest, of this shit off my chest, again,
stuck in this slum, Cant of nothing,
fuck I'm stumped, but wait comes something,
Nope, it's not enough, scribble it out, new pad,
it up, and throw that shit out,
I'm fizzling now, thought I had it out,
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out,
But I'm afraid, why am I
why am I a slave to trade?
Sign I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up,
Want me to it? I can rip it any style you want.
I'm a hitter, bitch,
jimmy ain't a quitter,
I'm a sit till I get enough
For me to finally hit a fucking point,
Put some oil in joints,
Flip the bitch come get destroyed,
An MC's worst dream: I make them
they hate me, see me and shake a chain link fence,
By the of them you would swear Jaws was coming,
By the of them you would swear I'm sawing someone,
By the way they running you swear the law was coming,
Its now or never is all or nothing,
Momma, Jimmy keep on us, he said he'd be back,
He promised, I don't think he's honest,
back baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch,
believe me? Watch.
I'm a win this race, And I'm a back
and rub my in your face, Bitch.
I my nitch,
You hear my voice
Till you sick of it you ain't have a choice,
If I scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I grab it, run...