Kick back sippin on this beer
mane this shit so pure
it help me open up my eyes
and lets me know i can still feel
mane im kicked back lookin at the sky
mane i want to cry
but tears wont fall out of my eyes
no matter how hard rabbit try
the anger held back for too long
slowing turns into depression
ball up to the liqour store
im finna have another session
mane the state the world is in
well prolly have one mo recession
but i dont care
the rabbit dealing with his own great depression
every day i wake up in my bed 
feels like the fucking last
wish i aint wake up at all sometimes 
i must get off my ass
mane i must go get this cash 
kuz rabbitmane dont have no choice
proly end up socking one these niggas 
makin too much noise
all that loud shit they talkin 
it aint shit ive never heard
say you gangsta
say that shit again, ill stomp you in the curb
bitch ill snatch yo fuckin chain
these bustas claiming they some thugs
never even hit no lick
ill make you submit to a slug

call me what ya want
call me jelous, hater, fucking traitor
i wont say you wrong
kuz it takes alot of hate to do the shit i do all day
and it take a little jelousy to take yo life away
kuz you flexing in yo pics
and nigga yeah i been ight
but i always can do better 
so tonight might be yo night
im a traitor i might act cool 
just to getcha in my sights
but once i up this yalk
you bet not move or thats gone be yo life
fuck the bullshit ya talkin 
it aint shit ive never heard
heard it one to many times 
and now its gettin on my nerves
man i struggle day to day, 
im tryina be a better mane
but these niggas in my face
gone make go fucking insane
must refrain from splattin brains
kuz they gone put me back in chains
police pull up, i dont run
bitch id do it all again
throw me in the padded room
only way they can contain
bang my head up on the wall
the pads wont let me feel no pain
what a shame how im feelin
fuck i hate it so damn much
niggas just dont understand
they say shit like "bro just cheer up"
if it was fucking easy 
i would never be depressed
i would never feel no pain
and i would never be so stressed
but ya just dont understand 
and you should be glad that dont
i know you dont feel me 
you just like the beats to the songs
call me jelous, hater, fucking traitor
i wont say you wrong
but when i up the fucking tone
you birches best leave me alone mane

THE GREAT DEPRESSION (PROD. CERBERUS CLICK AKA YOUNG STOVE)

Devil Posse(2023)

#RATCHETGOD - MERCENARY (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

36 ROUNDS (FT/PROD. BY SLYYE)

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