Luyện nghe bài hát Rabbit Run

Some days I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
Every I go to get up I just fall in piss
My life's one great big ball of shit
If I could just, put it all into all I
Instead of tryin to swallow it
Instead of starin at this wall and
While I sit writer's block, 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 alcholic fits
This is it, straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealin with another politic
I'm like a bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin up
Blow buildin up, I've been sealed enough
My cup, over, I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my
You think, all I do is stand here and feel my
Well I'ma show you what, you gon' feel my
You don't it, then it must be too real to touch
Peal the dutch, I'm to tear shit up
Goosebumps yea, I'ma make your sit up
Yea sit up, tell you who I be
I'ma make you hate me, you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to see
What you closed-minded fucks too blind to see

Whoever finds me is get a finder's 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 how I'm really feelin at that time
Yea sometimes sometimes
It's just sometimes, always me
How dark can hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one-two, then half three

This half-assed rhyme with this piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I can get the rest of the shit off my chest again
Stuck in this slum, can't think of
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes
Nope, not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm now, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court, but I'm to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I
Why am I a slave to this
Signed out of to the grave
Real enough to you up
Want me to flip it I can rip it any you want
I'm a hitter 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 bitch, come get destroyed
An worst dream, I make 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake a chainlink fence
By the looks of 'em, you swear their jaws was comin
By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin
By the way they're runnin, you swear the law was comin
It's now or and tonight is all or nothin
Momma Jimmy keeps leavin on us, he said be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this
Don't believe me watch, win this race
And I'ma back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
I found my nitch, you gon' my voice
'Til you of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I scream 'til I have half a lung
If I had half a I'd grab it - Rabbit, run