Rabbit Run

[Verse 1]

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits

I feel like im surrounded by a wall of bricks

Everytime I go to get up, I just fall in pits

My life's likes one great big ball of sh*t

If I could just, put it all in the all I spit

Instead of always trying to swallow it

Instead of staring at this wall and sh*t

While I sit, writers block, sick of all this sh*t

Cant call it sh*t, all I know is im about to hit the wall

If I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits

This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it

I aint dealing with another f*ckin politic

Im like a skillet bubbling until it filters up

Im about to kill it, I can feel it building up

Blow this building up, I've concealed enough

My cup runneth over, I dun filled it up

The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts

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

Well imma show you what, you gonna feel my rush

You don't feel it, then it must be too real to touch

P, im about to tear sh*t up

Goosebumps, yeah, imma make your hairs sit up

Yeah sit up, imma tell you who I be

Imma make you hate me, cos you aint me

You wait, it aint too late to finally see

What you closed-minded f*cks, what you blind to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a finders fee

Out this world, aint no one out there mind as me

U need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mine

All I need's a line

But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme

To express how Im really feeling at that time, yea

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-assed rhyme, with this half-assed piece Of paper

[Verse 2]

Im desperate at my desk

If I could just get the rest of this sh*t off my chest again

Stuck in a slum, can't think of nothing

F*ck im stuck, but wait, here comes something

Nope, not good enough, scribble it out, new pad

Drink a lid up and throw the sh*t out

Im fizzling out, thought I figured it out

Ball's in my court, but im scared to dribble it out

Im afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I a slave to this trade?

Sign that I spit to the grave, real enough to rowl you up

Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want

Ima switch, hit a b*tch, jimmy smith aint a quitter

Ima sit it here till i get enough of me to finally hit

A f*cking boiling point, put some oil on your joints

Flip the coin b*tch, come get destroyed

An MC's worst dream, i make em jinx

They hate me, see me and shake like a changling fence

By the looks of em you would swear that jaws was comin

By the screams of him, you would swear im sawwin someone

By the way they running, you would swear the law was comin

Its now or never, and tonight its all or nothing

Mama jimmy keeps leaving on us, he said hed be back

He pinky promised, i dont think hes honest

Ill be back baby, i just gotta beat this clock

F*ck this clock, ima make them eat this watch

Dont believe me watch, ima win this race

And ima come back and rub my sh*t in your face b*tch

I found my nitch, you gunna hear my voice

Till ur sick of it, you aint gunna have a choice

If I gotta scream till I have half a lung

If I have half a chance ill grab it, Rabbit Run