Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up I fall in pits
My life's like one great big of shit!
If I could, put it all into all I spit
Instead of always tryina it
Instead of starin' at this and shit
While I sit writer's block , sick of all this
Can't , it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I have to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't dealin' with another politic
I'm a skillet bubblin', until it filters up
I'm about to it, I can fill it buildin' up
Blow this up, I've been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen and bust, ink spills my guts!
You all I do is stand here and feel 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
tell you who I be, Imma make you hate 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 finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they as me
You need piece of mind? a piece of mine
All I need's a line, but I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm feeling at that time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just is always me
How dark can these be
The clock strikes
1, 2, half passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass piece of
I'm desperate at my
If I could just get the rest of shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not good enough, it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit 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 Why am I a slave
To Trade ? Sign not to spit to the grave
enough to rowl you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fucking boiling
Put some oil in joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And MC's worst dream, I make them tensed, hate me
See me and like a Chainlink fence
By the looks of em you 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 is all or nothing
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 beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win this
And Imma come and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I my nitch, You gonna fear my voice
Till your SICK of it you ain't gonna have a
If I gotta scream till I have half a
If I have half a chance, grab it, Rabbit Run!