Rabbit Run Lyrics – Eminem
The song "Rabbit Run" was off the soundtrack to the movie 8 Mile and essentially is a veiled parallel between the lives of the main character, Jimmy Smith (a.k.a. “Rabbit”), and Eminem.| Song Name : | Rabbit Run |
| Album / Movie : | The Singles |
| Singer : | Eminem |
| Music Label : | Interscope Records |
| Cast : | Eminem |
Some days I just want to up and call it quitsI feel like I’m surrounded by a wall of bricksEvery time I go to get up I just fall in pitsMy life’s like one great big ball of shitIf I could just put it all into all I spitStead of always tryin’ to swallow it, instead of starin’ at this wall and shitWhile I sit writers block sick of all this shit, can’t call it, shitAll I know is I’m about to hit the wall if I have to see another one of mom’s alcoholic fitsThis is it, last straw, that’s all, that’s itI ain’t dealin’ with another fuckin’ politicI’m like a skillet, bubblin’ until it filter’s upI’m about to kill it, I can feel it buildin’ upBlow this building up, I’ve concealed enoughMy cup runneth over, I done filled it upThe pen explodes and busts, ink spills my gutsYou think all I do is stand here and feel my nutsWell I’ma show you what, you gon feel my rushYou don’t feel it then it must be too real to touchBill the dutch, I’m about to tear shit upGoosebumps, yea, I’ma make your hair sit upYea sit up, I’ma tell you who I beI’ma make you hate me, cause you ain’t meYou wait, it ain’t too late to finally seeWhat you closed minded fucks were too blind to seeWhoever finds me is gonna get a finder’s fee, out this worldAin’t no one out they mind as meYou need peace of mind, here’s a piece of mine, all I need’s a lineBut sometimes I don’t always find the words to rhymeTo express how I’m really feelin’ at that timeYea sometimes, sometimes, sometimesJust sometimes, it’s always me, how dark can these hallways beThe clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half past threeThis half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paperI’m desperate at my desk, if I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest againStuck in this slump, can’t think of nothin’Fuck I’m stumped, uh, wait, here comes somethin’Nope, it’s not good enough, scribble it outNew pad, crinkle it up and throw the shit outI’m fizzlin’ out, thought I figured it outBall’s in my court but I’m scared to dribble it outI’m afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I slave to this tradeCyanide, I spit to the grave, real enough to rile you upWant me to flip it, I can rip it any style you wantI’m a switch-hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain’t a quitterI’ma sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a fuckin’ boilin’ pointPut some oil in your joints, flip the coin bitch, come get destroyedAn M.C.’s worst dream, I make ’em jinxedThey hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fenceBy the looks of ’em you would swear that Jaws was comin’By the screams of ’em you would swear I’m sawin’ someoneBy the way they’re runnin’ you would swear the law was comin’It’s now or never, and tonight it’s all or nothin’Mama, Jimmy keeps leavin’ on us, he said he’d be backHe pinky-promised, I don’t think he’s honestI’ll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clockFuck this clock, I’ma make them eat this watchDon’t believe me, watch, I’ma win this raceAnd I’ma come back and rub my shit in your face, bitchI found my nitch, you gon’ hear my voice‘Til you sick of it, you ain’t gonna have a choiceIf I gotta scream ’til I have half a lungIf I have half a chance, I’ll grab itRabbit run