Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like Iâm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My lifeâs like one great big ball of shit,
If I could just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to 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 Iâm about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of momâs alchaholic fits,
This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,
I ainât dealing with another fucking politic,
Iâm like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,
Iâm about to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, Iâve been sealed enough,
My cup run it over Iâve been filled up,
But then explosion bust and spills my guts,
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But Iâm a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You donât feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, Iâm about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah Iâm make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, Iâm a tell you who I be,
Iâm make you hate me cause you ainât me,
You aint, it ainât to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ainât no one out there mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well hereâs a piece of mine,
All I needâs a line but sometimes,
I donât always find the words to rhyme,
To express how Iâm really feeling at that time,
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,
Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,
The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
Iâm desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
Cant think of nothing, fuck Iâm stumped,
But wait here comes something,
Nope, itâs not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
Krinkel it up and throw that shit out,
Iâm fisseling now thought I had figured it out,
Ballâs in my court but Iâm scared to dribbel it out,
But Iâm afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,
Sign that Iâll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
Iâm a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ainât a quitter,
Iâm a sit here till I get enough,
For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in your joints,
Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An mcâs worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,
See me and shake like a shangeling fence,
By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,
By the scream of them you would swear Iâm sawing something,
By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said heâd be back,
He pinky promised, I donât think heâs honest,
I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, Iâm make them eat this watch,
Dont believe me watch, Iâm a win this race,
And Iâm a come back and rub my shit in your face,
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,
Till you sick of it you ainât 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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