Lyrics:
human instinct tell you to run away
but it aint no way
nigga aint no way
Aint no where you can go to save
you from the wrath of rabbitmane
dont turn around im grippin dat gauge
 nigga dont move, dont try to attack
understand that theres no hope
rabbitmane send a buckshot through ya back
niggas been walkin thinkin they hard
i been mobbin round pullin dey cards
catch a nigga slippin when he gettin off work
and scatter his face all across da yard
double barrel strapped like a nigga named fudd
pullin hella schemes like a nigga named bugs
shootin up niggas like nigga name 'drugs'
and i leave em all red, like a nigga name 'blood'
all i can do is keep it real
everybody talk till they ass get killed
catch a nigga slippin in the goddamn field
bussin that tone so he know how i feel
bullets hit em up and the shit feel hot
everybody hard till ass get shot
im creepin in the bushes wit a gahdamn glock
with nothin attached, im a good damn shot
Young zach rabbit nigga i dont flauge
yall niggas soft zach rabbit to hard
rabbitmane hangin out the window of a car
shootin at bitch niggas and they broads hoe

One mo day dat I'm on dat track
Blunt fulla smoke and a bottle fulla yac
Bout 2 squares left in my pac
So I'm headed to the store
Wit a sock fulla crack
Riding with the strap up under my seat
Shoot too quick so he cant shoot back
Laying there screamin fo his life
But I dont hear em like my ear fulla wax.
Rabbitmane out here tryna get paid
Mask on my face and I'm lookin like slade.
Finna stang this nigga kuz he thinking shit sweet
But he gets no love like the nigga got aids.
gets no love nigga no one safe
bobbin yo head but ya still gone hate
hatin on rabbit kuz a nigga too clean
and i got more bars than a goddamn cage
mo bars than a nigga hooked on xans
and i got mo straps than lil kid shoes
kickin in the door with the goddamn tool
lettin niggas know that im that dude
lettin niggas know that i dont go
nigga i aint never went
nigga ill never move
fuck you nigga
yeah watcha gone do
when im bussin at you fools
with a mouf fulla jewels
hatin on a nigga kuz a nigga too hot
hatin on a nigga kuz a nigga too real
fuck allat ill end dis here
dont speak on me, ill end ya career you bitch

GLOCK 9 TUCKED (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Lyrics:
rabbitmane im serving pain to hoes
on a silver platter
pull yo tone and ill just pull mine faster
it dont even matter, splatter niggas
thinkin they so real mane
who you thought you was?
rabbitmane gone bring the wrath 
and send you to the land above
sending spirits up so high
and bury niggas down below
i stuff that straw up in my nose
and then begin to lose control
fuck that shit ya sayin, hoe stop playin
powder make ya hyper
fuck these guns i snort this line
and turn into a champion fighter
swangin left and right 
and duck and dodge
i show you how to fight
and if you wanna jump, igght
i pull this tone and end yo life
rabbitmane aint playin games
destruction what i fuckin bring
put this tone up to ya brain
and show you you aint that insane
thinkin shit is sweet this devil shyt
will put you deep beneath
now everybody fuckin street
untill they bitch ass underneath
kickin in the doors
so hit the floor kuz rabbitmane dont go
im gone up off that fuckin blow
i thought i had to let ya know 


somewhere deep up in the south
rabbitmane still gettin high
clock is screaming 3am
now i know its bout that time
grab the tone and head on out
light the blunt up in my mouth
pull up on these flaugin niggas 
seein what they talkin bout
kick the door up off wall
let cha kno jus what i mean
show me dough and hit the floor
kuz rabbitmane be comin clean
shut the fuck up hoe dont move
rabbit mane aint scared to shoot
talkin all that devil shyt,
Da Devils on Mah shouldaz 2
sabbath day i gets no rest
blast yo heart right out yo chest
leave you in yo fuckin blood
and let my vultures eat the rest
walkin up the 13th step
Ill be all thats fuckin left!
Mass extermintation to these hoes
i hope you burn in hell!
Devil shyt is what i do
Evil shyt is what i love
Gangsta shyt is what im bringin
and what you a victom of
buried so deep in the ground
sent up to the land above
tell these lies you still gone die
so bitch now who you thought you was?

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