Run Rabbit Run Lyrics - Eminem

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 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 

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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, Yeah Imma make your hair sit up, Yeah 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 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 

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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 it's always me 

How dark can these hallways be 

The clock strikes midnight 

1, 2, then half past 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 this 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 'em you would swear I'm sawing someone 

By the way they runnin', you would swear 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 gon' hear my voice 

'Til 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!