AKtion ft. HILOKALON (PROD. TRIPATAPE)

Bitch I'm kicking in the door. With the 44
Young rabbitmane, mister lay em on the floor
Mr gotta get this bread
Mr gotta pay these bills
Mr gotta feed my fam
Mr gotta keep it real
Mr creepin with the gauge
Camping outside of ya place
Mr call my bloodas up
And let em shoot you in the face
Mr motherfuck a case
Mr I do not play
I'm the motherfuckin mister mister mister rabbitmane.
Mr ion never cap
Mr try me ima snap
Mr punch you in yo face if you can't shut yo fuckin trap
Mr ion give a fuck
The fuck you hoe ass niggaz on
Mr get up out my space because I'm in my fuckin zone.
Mr beat you to the ground
Kuz these pussy niggas hoes
Mr pistolwhip yo mouth until you lookin hella old.
Im the Mr. Rabbitmane but you already kno
call me mr soul snatcha 9 mili take ya soul

MISTER SOUL SNATCHA (PROD. DJ $IX)

Coming back with another track featuring and produced by the homie Leo Loksta, this time we conjuring up the song of storms for ya'lls asses 
hope you enjoy this shyt get buck smoke a blunt 
new music always coming soon...
Cover art by me

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Lyrics:
Zour D-
A down up gotta roll another blunt when I play the song of storms all these bitches going nuts I'm a prick like a thorn you've been warned so don't get close throw you down the fucking well or I push you in the moat in the kakarico graveyard looting the tombs Leo creeping through the graves while I'm playing a tune finna hit save rearrange  your face like my room stepping to the mane end up leaking bloody and bruised hoe

Leo loksta-
When da ocarina play
Song on storms
We back 2 bring tha Rain
 enemy in the way
Special sword
Damage to tha face
I'm stuck on a mission
Candy flippin
Got me feeling different
Skull n bones found
At the bottom of the well
I'm just smoking out da pound
Gas aroma profound
Creeping through the graves
Only sounds from the underground
Zour D Play the tune
I beat box to the groove
Who ever knew
We come through
 flavor hella rude

Zour D-
creeping up the death mountain on our way to the top looking for the fairy fountain as we chiefin the crop climbing fast puffing grass as we dodging the rocks
im finna blast as we mash aint no talking to cops
we gotta meet the big goron give em some drops then we boutta get our smoke on and chill at the spot 
head spinning like a windmill from twisting the pot me and Leo gotta get ill you know this a bop bitch

Leo Loksta-
Speakerz be thumpin
Junt so phonky
If we pull up Busta jumpin
Out they Fucken sock
Da Heatha pop enough to
To have em drop
Hi grade make me cough
I pack a bowl with da wax on top
Ready or now
Show us what got
U better mute da talk
My pants sagging when I walk
Da cuete really weigh alot
Hella wild dont fuck wit cops
U hater vatos go kik rocks
Make me laugh hahaha
 I'm supa Gassin exotic pot
Loko n Zour D
The smoked out vatos
 Bring what can't be stopped

ZOUR D X LEOLOKSTA- SONG OF STORMS (PROD. LEO LOKSTA)

PROD EVIL MYSTIC 
MIXED / MASTERED BY JUNEBUG / DJ MURK

TOMBSTONE(PROD.EVIL MYSTIC)

ILL WILL CLICK - TOSSIN' CROSSES (feat. Lil Fry, Nigga Mortis, Playa Murk)

USED TO KNOW (PROD TYPE-ONE)

I TOOK A WALK TODAY 
BIRDS WERE SPYING ME
I'VE SEEN THE WOOD BURNING DURING A PHONE CALL
I GAVE AN APPLE TO A PONEY
AND I SHINED LIKE THE SUN

#RAREGEMS

IGSBB (IGETSPYIEDBYBIRDS)

FIGURE IT OUT PROD KEVINTHECREEP

Ace $now$ x deadplaya - Whip'n Da Chevy (prod. yung po)

Tape droppin on Spotify and Apple Music soon...
@zachtheheartless
@plvnktxn

ICEMANE X ZACH RABBIT - FUNK FO' DA TRUNK (PROD. PLVNKTXN187)

MORE SLYYE AND HEXMANE ON THE WAY.

PRODUCED AND WRITTEN BY SLYYE AND HEXMANE.

MIXED BY HEXMANE.

BIG SHOUTOUT AND THANK YOU TO HEXMANE.

LYRICS:

[SLYYE]
I cherish the days, when you were at my football games
Sitting in the f-150 bumpin' Isaac Hayes 
The commodores and Al Green, the music stays with me 
I’ll always think back to the times we lived in Tennessee 
Before the misery, that was too soon to ensue 
I miss all the car trips listening to the blues 
Always watching the news and sittin' in the den 
I never had a clue, I was a kid back then.

You were my dad when my own father walked away 
You kept an eye on me when mom was working late 
You never led me astray, you told me do your best 
It broke my soul when we all had to lay you to rest 
I try to stay out of trouble pushin' on through the struggle
Even though I slip up and on occasion I fumble 
You listened when I was Mark, and now they call me SLYYE 
No direction in life, deep down I still wanna die.

[HEXMANE]
And If I die, nobody batting an eye sat and fed the denial 
But happiness is a lie
Keep on eating the bile
They fed you since your a child
Telling you how to live and telling you when to smile
I tried to break out the chains cause they never gave me a file
Selling me all these scripts and they selling em by the pile
Just elements in a vial
Turn that shit to a powder
Press it into a pill
Still crying up in the shower
I’m sorry I had my fill
 
And the milk is getting too sour
I tried to rid of myself and I’m nothing more then a coward
Working away my life I’m climbing a crumbling tower
Climbing a broken ladder for pennies and no power
Ticking away the hours
Till I can burn up the flower
You can pick at my brain but only if I allow it
And nothing will ever change all my demons will pull me backwards
Only thing I learned was in the end nothing mattered

FIGURE IT OUT PROD KEVINTHECREEP

MF KHAOS

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