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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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