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)

DEAD$OUL$ - 9D5 (ACE$NOW$xDEADPLAYAxMOE.MONEY)

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)

god damn hands off of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steel, some
god damn hands off of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steel, some

---

Cuttin up that shit I know a fiend could not identify
Top 10 on dem hoes tha coldest ever that’s a dead alive
Takin flight on pussy since I raised a fuckin dragonite
Base head in da venue coppin work see how I bag it tight

Passed like a lateral, big sack Santa Clause
We ain’t out here baggin raw fuck is all the chatter for?
Five O want me locked or in tha cell inside wit padded walls
Hoe don’t know I break up out them cages I’m an animal

—

Fire red them Jordan fives, icey sole & cold feet
Masked up runnin shit, them police never known me
Kick it wit them dope fiends and squares that’s fasho b
Yadda make his dome freeze, got game from all dem OG’s

Hunnid blocks of bumpin reezy bass inside ya stomach
Bathin ape by da abundance all deez rappers makin rubbish
I pull da string like it’s a puppet, every hyna tryna fuck it
Any pussy kick up game I make him kick a fuckin bucket hoe

STEAL SUM [PROD. SAM R I]

KILLA III

DOWN TO MAKE SUM ENDS MIXXX || PROD. DJKillaC

$IXFOOTSLIMGUERILLA FT SLIM GUERILLA (PROD DJ DOOM)

Desensitized Ft GROTE$QUE

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Tape droppin on Spotify and Apple Music soon...
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SAM R I

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