Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
of always tryina swallow it
Instead of 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 have to see another one of alcaholic fits
This is it straw
all, That's it
I ain't with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', until it up
I'm about to it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow buliding up, I've been sealed enough
My cup over I done filled it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You gon' feel my
If you don't feel it, then it must be too to touch
Build the dutch, Im about to shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your sit up, Yea sit up
Imma you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you ain't me
You , it ain't too late for you to finally see
What you close-minded fucks were too to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, ain't no one out mind as me
You piece 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 sometimes is always me
How dark can these be
The strikes midnight
1, 2, then half 3
This half-ass rhyme, this half-ass piece of paper
I'm at my desk
If I could 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, thought I it out
Balls in my court but I'm scared to it out
I'm afraid, but why am I Why am I a slave
To this Trade ? Sign not to to the grave
Real to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch get destroyed
And worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of you would swear 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 said he'd be
He pinky promised, I think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta this clock
Fuck clock! Imma make them Eat this watch
believe me Watch! Imma win this race
And come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna fear my
Till SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, Run!