The only person that can judge me is the man above 🫣

Lyrics:
stuffin coke up my nose
ready to lose all control
all the flaugin niggas hoes
rabbit mane dont fuckin go
when i pull that thang
itll go bang bang
try to try but ya cant
kuz the bullet to quick
itl hit yo bitch ass in yo shit
yall niggas dont really do this shit
you can call me this and call me that
ill smoke you and yo kids you trick
ill kick the door in to yo shit
now everybody hard
till the bullets rip
right thru they ass
itl burn like a bitch
you flaughin niggas fake as shit
all you niggas fake as shit
the rabbitmane dont play that shit
bitch im ready for war
and you niggas too soft
this gun will take yo face up off
fmj go thru yo wall
dont care who i hit
kuz i hate you all
hate you all i hate yo guts
now watch this goddamn gun erupt
my brain done went fuckin corrupt
i hate kuz i cant show no love

stuffin coke up my nose
mane im bout to fuckin explode
make this bitch ass nigga implode
once he filled wit bulletholes
blood leakin out his nose
out ears and out his eyes
body filled with bullets holes
aand ruptured organs, i wonder why?
all these niggas know is hate
and faluge and fake and perpatrate
the rabbit mane up in these streets
so fact check all the shit i say
i been did this
i been did that
yall niggas aint never seen a cell
never beat a nigga up for a cake
up in the county jail
never whooped no niggas ass
yall bitches scared to take a L
you never shot no fuckin tone
and never been thru fuckin hell
yall burtches need to check yoself
talkin shit bitch what you on?
fuck you hoe leave me alone
before i blow up out yo dome

COKE UP MY NOSE (PROD. DOUGLAS)

AUTOMATIC WEAPONS FT PDUB (PROD. DJ MURK)

ALL ABOUT MY HUSTLE [PRODUCED BY CRYSTAL BALL ANT]

CLOSED CASKET RECORDS

https://youtu.be/nzMr0B42dMI?si=azibtTUK2FlKNzXL

Corn [prod.by DEAD HIPPIE]

War Machine

WAR MACHINE (PROD LOKO LOS)

TRAINING DAY FT CRYSTAL BALL ANT PROD J DA UNKNOWN

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monkeypaw (PROD TYPE-ONE)

Mack Shit

Vibin On The Beat

LIVE FROM THE PITS

Dragonmane - Murder Dreams '1986 (Prod. Robust Appliances)

LYRICS:
how dare you try to take the shit
i crafted from my heart
and try to call that shit yo own
I bust right thru you with the hollowtips
to break yo bones
rabbit mane dont play that shit
ill show up at yo home
and bust yo head 
until i hear the fuckin sirens come
Inside this hell is where i dwell
and mane i must get on out
I cock the tone to just let
you know what im talkin bout
I fill the mag up to the tip top
with the right amount
And pistol whip yo fuckin mouth
until the teeth come out
These niggas claim that they so gangsta
ima see whats up
I'll press yo buttons till yo 
fat ass fuckin self destruct
Ill kick yo stomach till 
yo fatass fuckin throw on up
And place granades under yo tits 
and watch you blow on up
you fattass bitch dont play wit me
the rabbit mane too real
all of opponents must submit
or otherwise be killed
and then dismembered
no contenders make it out alive
the 7.62 will chop yo fatass down to size
about my size...

WAR MACHINE (PROD LOKO LOS)

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