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Rabbit Run

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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 swallow it

Instead of starin’ at this wall and shit

While I sit writer’s block , sick of all this shit

Can’t , 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 alcoholic 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 feel it buildin’ up

Blow this building up, I’ve been sealed enough

My cup runneth over I done 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 gon’ feel my rush

If you don’t feel it, then it must be too real to touch

Build the dutch, I’m 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, Cause you ain’t me

You wait , it ain’t too late for you to finally see

What you close-minded fucks were too blind to see

Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder’s fee

Out this world, ain’t no one out their mind as me

You 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 I’m really feeling at that time, Yes

Sometimes, Sometimes, Sometimes

It’s just sometimes is always me

How dark can these hallways be

The clock strikes midnight

1, 2, then half passed 3

This half-assed rhyme, with this half-assed 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 throw the shit out

I’m fizzling out, thought I figured it out

Ball’s 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 ? Cyanide I spit to the grave

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

any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith ain’t a quitter

Imma sit here 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 tensed, they hate me

See me and shake like a chain-link fence

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

By the screams of them you would swear I’m sawing someone

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

It’s now or never, And tonight it’s 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 in your face, Bitch!

I found my niche, You gonna hear my voice

Till you’re SICK of it you ain’t gonna have a choice

If I gotta scream ’til I have half a lung

If I have half a chance, I’ll grab it, Rabbit Run!Klip izle: Eminem


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