Rabbit Run
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โฑ๏ธ 3:12 duration
๐ ID: 19529975
๐ Lyrics
Some days I just wanna up and call it quits. I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time 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 into all I spit. Instead of always trying to swallow it
Instead of staring at this wall and shit. While I sit right as block sick of all this shit
Call it shit. All I know is I'm about to hit the wall. If I happen to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
This is it. Last straw. That's all. That's it. I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters off. I'm about to kill it. I can feel it building up
Gloat is building up. I've been sealed enough. My cup runneth over I done filled it up
The pen explodes and bust. Ink spills my gut. You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well I'ma show you what. You gon' feel my rush. You don't feel it then it must be too real to touch
Peel the dutch. I'm about to tear shit up. Goosebumps yeah. I'ma make your hair sit up
Yeah sit up. I'ma tell you who I be. I'ma make you hate me cause you ain't me
You wait. It ain't too late to finally see. What you close minded fucks what you blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finest fee. Out this world. Ain't no one out there mind as me
You need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mind. All I need's a line
But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme. To express how I'm really feeling at that time
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Just sometimes. It's always me. How dark can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight one two then half past three. This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper
I'm desperate at my desk. 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. Nope
It's not good enough. Scribble it out. New pad. Crinkle it up and roll this 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 trade?
Sign out. I spit to the grave. Real enough to rile you up. Want me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch hitter bitch. Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'm a sitter till I get enough of me to finally hit a fucking boiling point
Put some oil in your joints. Flip the coin bitch. Come get destroyed
An MC's worst dream. I make them tense. They hate me. See me and shake like a jangling fence
By the looks of them you would swear the jaws was coming. By the screams of them you would swear I'm sawing someone
By the way they're running you would swear the law was coming. It's now or never and tonight it's all or nothing
Mama 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. I'ma make them eat this watch
Don't believe me? Watch. I'ma win this race and I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face bitch
I found my niche. You gon' hear my voice. Till you're sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung. If I have half a chance I'll grab it. Grab it. Run
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.00]
[00:09.69] Some days I just wanna up and call it quits. I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
[00:15.09] Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits. My life's like one great big ball of shit
[00:20.09] If I could just put it all into all I spit. Instead of always trying to swallow it
[00:24.09] Instead of staring at this wall and shit. While I sit right as block sick of all this shit
[00:29.09] Call it shit. All I know is I'm about to hit the wall. If I happen to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
[00:35.10] This is it. Last straw. That's all. That's it. I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
[00:40.10] I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters off. I'm about to kill it. I can feel it building up
[00:45.10] Gloat is building up. I've been sealed enough. My cup runneth over I done filled it up
[00:50.10] The pen explodes and bust. Ink spills my gut. You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
[00:55.09] Well I'ma show you what. You gon' feel my rush. You don't feel it then it must be too real to touch
[01:00.09] Peel the dutch. I'm about to tear shit up. Goosebumps yeah. I'ma make your hair sit up
[01:05.09] Yeah sit up. I'ma tell you who I be. I'ma make you hate me cause you ain't me
[01:10.09] You wait. It ain't too late to finally see. What you close minded fucks what you blind to see
[01:15.09] Whoever finds me is gonna get a finest fee. Out this world. Ain't no one out there mind as me
[01:20.09] You need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mind. All I need's a line
[01:24.09] But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme. To express how I'm really feeling at that time
[01:29.09] Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Just sometimes. It's always me. How dark can these hallways be?
[01:35.10] The clock strikes midnight one two then half past three. This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper
[01:41.09] I'm desperate at my desk. If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest again
[01:46.09] Stuck in this slump. Can't think of nothing. Fuck I'm stumped. Oh wait. Here comes something. Nope
[01:51.09] It's not good enough. Scribble it out. New pad. Crinkle it up and roll this shit out
[01:55.09] I'm fizzling out. Thought I figured it out. Balls in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
[02:00.09] I'm afraid. But why am I afraid? Why am I a slave to this trade?
[02:04.10] Sign out. I spit to the grave. Real enough to rile you up. Want me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want
[02:10.09] I'm a switch hitter bitch. Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
[02:13.09] I'm a sitter till I get enough of me to finally hit a fucking boiling point
[02:16.10] Put some oil in your joints. Flip the coin bitch. Come get destroyed
[02:20.09] An MC's worst dream. I make them tense. They hate me. See me and shake like a jangling fence
[02:25.09] By the looks of them you would swear the jaws was coming. By the screams of them you would swear I'm sawing someone
[02:30.10] By the way they're running you would swear the law was coming. It's now or never and tonight it's all or nothing
[02:35.10] Mama Jimmy keeps leaving on us. He said he'd be back. He pinky promised. I don't think he's honest
[02:40.10] I'll be back baby. I just gotta beat this clock. Fuck this clock. I'ma make them eat this watch
[02:45.10] Don't believe me? Watch. I'ma win this race and I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face bitch
[02:50.10] I found my niche. You gon' hear my voice. Till you're sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice
[02:55.09] If I gotta scream till I have half a lung. If I have half a chance I'll grab it. Grab it. Run
[03:05.84]
[03:12.00]
[00:09.69] Some days I just wanna up and call it quits. I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
[00:15.09] Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits. My life's like one great big ball of shit
[00:20.09] If I could just put it all into all I spit. Instead of always trying to swallow it
[00:24.09] Instead of staring at this wall and shit. While I sit right as block sick of all this shit
[00:29.09] Call it shit. All I know is I'm about to hit the wall. If I happen to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
[00:35.10] This is it. Last straw. That's all. That's it. I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
[00:40.10] I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters off. I'm about to kill it. I can feel it building up
[00:45.10] Gloat is building up. I've been sealed enough. My cup runneth over I done filled it up
[00:50.10] The pen explodes and bust. Ink spills my gut. You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
[00:55.09] Well I'ma show you what. You gon' feel my rush. You don't feel it then it must be too real to touch
[01:00.09] Peel the dutch. I'm about to tear shit up. Goosebumps yeah. I'ma make your hair sit up
[01:05.09] Yeah sit up. I'ma tell you who I be. I'ma make you hate me cause you ain't me
[01:10.09] You wait. It ain't too late to finally see. What you close minded fucks what you blind to see
[01:15.09] Whoever finds me is gonna get a finest fee. Out this world. Ain't no one out there mind as me
[01:20.09] You need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mind. All I need's a line
[01:24.09] But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme. To express how I'm really feeling at that time
[01:29.09] Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Just sometimes. It's always me. How dark can these hallways be?
[01:35.10] The clock strikes midnight one two then half past three. This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper
[01:41.09] I'm desperate at my desk. If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest again
[01:46.09] Stuck in this slump. Can't think of nothing. Fuck I'm stumped. Oh wait. Here comes something. Nope
[01:51.09] It's not good enough. Scribble it out. New pad. Crinkle it up and roll this shit out
[01:55.09] I'm fizzling out. Thought I figured it out. Balls in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
[02:00.09] I'm afraid. But why am I afraid? Why am I a slave to this trade?
[02:04.10] Sign out. I spit to the grave. Real enough to rile you up. Want me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want
[02:10.09] I'm a switch hitter bitch. Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
[02:13.09] I'm a sitter till I get enough of me to finally hit a fucking boiling point
[02:16.10] Put some oil in your joints. Flip the coin bitch. Come get destroyed
[02:20.09] An MC's worst dream. I make them tense. They hate me. See me and shake like a jangling fence
[02:25.09] By the looks of them you would swear the jaws was coming. By the screams of them you would swear I'm sawing someone
[02:30.10] By the way they're running you would swear the law was coming. It's now or never and tonight it's all or nothing
[02:35.10] Mama Jimmy keeps leaving on us. He said he'd be back. He pinky promised. I don't think he's honest
[02:40.10] I'll be back baby. I just gotta beat this clock. Fuck this clock. I'ma make them eat this watch
[02:45.10] Don't believe me? Watch. I'ma win this race and I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face bitch
[02:50.10] I found my niche. You gon' hear my voice. Till you're sick of it you ain't gonna have a choice
[02:55.09] If I gotta scream till I have half a lung. If I have half a chance I'll grab it. Grab it. Run
[03:05.84]
[03:12.00]