Текст (слова) песни: Eminem - Run Rabbit Run

Some days I justwanna 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 in all I spit
instead I always tryina swallow it
instead of staring at this wall and shit
while I sit writers block sick of all this shit
cant call it shit, all I know is I`m 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 ain`t dealing with another fucking politic
I`m like a skillet bubblin` until it filters up
I`m about to kill it, I can feel it building up
blow this building up, I`ve concealed enough
my cup runneth over, I`ve been filled up
the pen explodes in buss, ink spills my guts
you think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
but 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`m a tell you who I be
I`ma make you hate me cause you aint me,
you wait, it ain`t to late to finally see
what you close minded fucks were too blind to see
whoever finds me`s gonna get a finders fee
out this world - ain`t no one out their mind as me
you need peace of mind, well 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
yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes
its always me, how dark can these hallways be?
the clock strikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3
this half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper (Tear)
I`m 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 I`m stumped
but wait here comes something
nope, its not good enough, scribble it out, new pad
drink a liter up and throw this shit out
I`m fizzling out, thought I`d figured it out
ball`s in my court but I`m scared to dribble it out
but I`m afraid, why am I afraid? Why am I a slave to this trade?
sign and I`ll spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
what 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`ma sit here till I get enough
in 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 chain link 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 running you would swear the law was coming
its now or never and tonight it`s all or nothing
"momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he`d be back
he pinkie promised, I don`t think he`s honest"
I`ll be back baby, I just got to beat this clock
fuck this clock, I`m 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 gonna 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 grab it, rabbit run...

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Why am I a slave to this trade? sign and I`ll spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up what 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`ma sit here till I get enough in 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 chain link 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 running you would swear the law was coming its now or never and tonight it`s all or nothing "momma, Jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he`d be back he pinkie promised, I don`t think he`s honest" I`ll be back baby, I just got to beat this clock fuck this clock, I`m 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 gonna 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 grab it, rabbit run... 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