Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Somedays I just wanna up and call it
I feel like I'm surrounded by a of bricks
I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's like one great big of shit!
If I could, just put it all all I spit
of always tryina swallow it
Instead of starin' at wall and shit
While I sit writer's block , of all this shit
, Call it Shit!
All I know is I'm about to hit the
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's fits
is it last straw
That's all, it
I ain't with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin', it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can fill it up
Blow this buliding up, been sealed enough
My cup runith over I done it up
The pen explodes and bust, ink my guts!
You think all I do is stand here and my nuts
Well.. Imma show you what, You feel my rush
If you feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Build the dutch, Im to tear shit up
Goosebumps, Yea Imma make hair 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 were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a fee
Out this world, no one out they mind as me
You need piece of mind? Here's a of mine
All I need's a line, but Sometimes I don't always find the to rhyme
To express how I'm really feeling at time, Yes
Sometimes, Sometimes,
Its just sometimes is me
How dark can hallways be
The clock strikes
1, 2, then passed 3
This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass of paper
I'm desperate at my
If I just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, Can't of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, Oh Here comes something, No!
Its not enough, scribble it out
New pad, it up, and throw the shit out
I'm fizzling out, I figured it out
Balls in my court but I'm 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, Want me to 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 boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get
And MC's dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and shake like a fence
By the looks of em you would swear that Jaws was
By the screams of you would swear Im sawin someone
By the way runnin', you could swear that the law was coming
Its now or never, And tonight is all or
Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He said be back
He pinky promised, I don't he's honest
be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma them Eat this watch
Don't believe me Watch! Imma win this
And Imma come and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna my voice
your SICK of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream I have half a lung
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, Run!