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rabit run


Somedays I just wanna up and call the quits

I feel like I`m surrounded by a wall of bricks

Everytime I go to get up I just fall in pits

My life`s like one great big ball of shit!

If I could, just put it all onto what I spit

Instead of always tryina swallow it

Instead of starin` at this wall and shit

While I sit writin` this plot, sick of all this shit

Kid, Call it Shit!

All I know is I`m about to hit the wall

If I ever have to see another one of Mom`s alcaholic fits

This is it last straw

That`s all, That`s it

I ain`t dealin` with another fuckin` politic

I`m like a skillet bubblin`, until it filters up

I`m about to kill it, I can fill it buildin` up

Blow this buliding up, I`ve been sealed enough

My cup, When its over I`da filled it up

Then it explodes, and spills my guts

You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts

Well.. Imma show you what, You gon` feel my rush

If you don`t feel it, then it must be too real to touch

Build the dutch, Im about to tear shit up

Goosebumps, Yea Imma make your hair sit up, Yea sit up

Imma tell you who I be, Imma make you hate me, Cuz you ain`t me

You ate, it ain`t too late for you to finally see

What you close-minded Fucks, What you Blind to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a finders fee

Out this world, they no it ain`t a mind to me

You need piece of mind? Here`s a piece of mine

All I need`s a line, Sometimes I don`t always find the words to rhyme

To express how I`m really feeling at that time, Yes

Sometimes, Sometimes, Sometimes

Its just sometimes is always me

How dark can these hallways be

The clock strikes midnight

1, 2, then half passed 3

This half-ass rhyme, with this half-ass piece of paper

I`m desperate in my task

If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again

Stuck in this slump, Can`t think of nothing

Fuck, I`m stumped, Oh Wait Here comes something, No!

Its not good enough, scribble it out

New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the shit out

I`m fizzling out, thought I figured it out

Balls in my court but I`m scared to dribble it out

I`m afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a slave

To this Tray? Sign not to spit to the grave

Real enough to route you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it

any style you want. Imma switch to the bitch Jimmy 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 destroyed

And MC`s worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me

See me and Shape like a Chainlink fence

By the looks of em you would swear that Jaws was coming

By the screams of them you would swear Im sawin someone

By the way they runnin`, you could swear that the law was coming

Its now or never, And tonight is all or nothing

Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, He said he`d be back

He pinky promised, I don`t think he`s honest

I`ll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock

Fuck this clock! Imma make them Eat this watch

Don`t believe me Watch! Imma win this race

And Imma come back and rub my shit on your face, Bitch!

I found my nitch, You gonna fear my voice

Till your SICK of it you ain`t gonna have a choice

If I gotta scream till I have half a lung

If I have have a chance, Imma grab it, Rabbit Run

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