Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all into all I
Instead of always swallow it
of starin' at this wall and shit
While I sit writer's , sick of all this shit
, Call it Shit!
All I know is I'm to hit the wall
If I ever to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
This is it straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with fuckin' politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can it buildin' up
Blow this buliding up, I've been sealed
My cup runith over I filled it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well.. Imma you what, You gon' feel my rush
If you don't feel it, it must be too real to touch
the dutch, Im about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, Yea make your hair sit up, Yea sit up
Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you me, Cuz you ain't me
You wait , it ain't too late for you to see
What you close-minded were too blind to see
Whoever me is gonna get a finders fee
Out this world, no one out they mind as me
You need piece of Here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its sometimes is always me
How dark can these be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, then half 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of this off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, Can't of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Wait Here something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the out
I'm out, thought I figured it out
in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a
To this Trade ? Sign not to to the grave
Real enough to rowl you up, me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a
Imma sitter till I get finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, come get destroyed
And worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake a Chainlink fence
By the of em you would swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of them you would Im sawin someone
By the way they runnin', you could swear the law was coming
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He he'd be back
He pinky promised, I don't think he's
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this
Fuck clock! Imma make them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! win this race
And Imma come back and rub my shit on face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
Till your SICK of it you gonna have a choice
If I gotta till I have half a lung
If I have a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!