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Eminem - Run Rabbit Run
Somedays I just wanna up and call the 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 like one great big ball of shit!
If I could, just put it all onto all 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 Im about to hit the wall
If I ever have to see another one of Mom's alcaholic fits
This is it last straw
Thats all, Thats it
I aint dealin with another fuckin politic
Im like a skillet bubblin, until it filters up
Im about to kill it, I can fill it buildin up
Blow this building up, Im concealed enough
My cup runneth over I'da filled it up
Then it explodes in puss, 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 dont 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 aint me
You ate, it aint too late for you to finally see
What you close-minded Fucks, What you Blind to see
Whoever finds me's gonna get a finder's fee
Out this world, ain't noone out it minds to me
You need piece of mind? Heres a piece of mine
All I need's a line, Sometimes I dont always find the words to rhyme
To express how Im really feeling at that time, Yea
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
Im desperate at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest, Again
Stuck in this slump, Cant think of nothing
Fuck, Im stumped, Oh Wait Here comes something, Nope!
Its not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the shit out
Im fizzling out, thought I figured it out
Balls 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 not to spit to the grave
Real enough to route you up, Want me to flip it? I can whip it
any style you want. Imma switch hitter bitch Jimmy Smith aint a quitter
Imma sitter till I get enough finally hit a fuckin' boiling point
Put some oil in your joints, Flip the coin, Bitch come get destroyed
And EmCee's worst dream, I make them tensed, they hate me
See me and Shape like a Chain-linked Fence
By the looks of 'em you would swear that Jaws was coming
By the screams of 'em you would swear I'm sawin' someone
By the way they runnin, you could swear that the law was comin'
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 dont think he's honest
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
Fuck this clock! Imma make 'em Eat this watch
Dont believe me Watch! Imma win this race
And Imma come back and rub my shit in your face, Bitch!
I found my nitch, You gonna fear my voice
Till your SICK of it you aint gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung
If I have have a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit Run!
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