rabbit season... vol. 4

Lyrics:
This is becoming too much too take
the walls closing in and there's no escape
losing oxygen there's no breath to take
feel that there's no hope and then suffocate
Trapped inside this hell
this box in my head
i don't leave my house 
or get out of bed
the last time i seen 
the sun was some weeks
and it wasn't by choice
ya know what i mean?
sometimes i smoke and look at the sky 
and think of all the time i let the bullets fly
and all of the times this knicca could have died
and sometimes thats enough to make a knicca cry. I aint lyin to ya
nigga i swear i shed a tear
it hurt too bad im lettin it out here
god damn i miss my grandmother mane its fucked up
Berlee i need ya guidance right now cause im fucked up
double vision from pure anna i aint even fucked up
nigga got me fucked up finna get slugged up
he dont even know me like that why he wanna act tuff
have em singin at his funeral like
Leave the casket closed
Bustas im supposed
to put inside that pine
for fucking wit me hoe
rabbit im the mane
bumpin out tha frame
Tryna stay together
Tryna just remain...

BECOMING TOO MUCH (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

IM OUT HERE TRYNA MAKE A WAY
PUT YO FACE INTO THE DIRT
DROP IT OFF BEFORE I BURS
KUZ SOMETHINGS GOTTA FUCKING WORK
ONCE AGAIN IM ON THESE STREETS
DRAG MY FEET ACROSS THIS DIRT
I PUT IN SO MUCH FUCKING WORK
UNTILL MY FUCKIN BODY HURT
I KICK THE DOOR UP OFF THE HINGES
THIS IS NOT YO DAY
BITCH HIT THE FLOOR KUZ RABBIT SOUL
IS FULL OF FUCKIN HATE
BITCH POINT ME TO THE STASH BEFO
I PUT ONE IN YO FACE
ILL BUST AT ALL THESE BITCHES MANE
IM TRYNA MAKE A WAY
THE RABBITMANE WILL CATCH YO BITCH ASS 
WHILE YOU ALL ALONE
I CYCLE ONE UP INTO THE CHAMBER
SNEAKIN THROUGH YO HOME
TODAY IS NOT YO DAY 
IM PRAYIN FOR A BETTER WAY
KUZ I DONT FEEL GREAT WHEN I COMMENCE TO SHOOT
LIKE FADE AWAY

SIDE B: TORMENT-MAKE A WAY (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

why must you provoke me trick
you dont know the type of demons 
that ya boi been dealin wit
I hate you with a passion hoe
playin wit me bitch gon make me snap
and then go blast this hoe
mane im not okaykaykay
move to quick
my reflexes gon click
ill go insanesanesane
learn from past experience
cant let you get the drop on me
when i feel uncomfortable
i cock the glock and bangbangbang
why you make me do this
i aint wanna see yo blood
when i see this much 
it makes me think of victims that i drugged
cross the floor into a hole
for playin with me stupid hoe
came to close to death before mane
i cant let yall slide no mo
bulletholes
ill fill you with bulletholes
i must make it home
so ill fill you with so much bullet holes
my life is just so precious mane
so i cant let you have that
staring at these bulletholes and
i done had a flashback

flash back
i done had a flash back
fuckin with these niggas mane
done made me have a flashback
my life is just so precious mane 
so i cant let you have that
staring at these bulletholes
mane i done had a flashabck
flash back
i done had a flashback
why must you provoke me mane
and make me have a flashback
it happens often but you dont 
get used to having flashbacks
im so sick and tired of these fuckin flashbacks

FLASHBACK (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Lyrics:
bout 14 and thats where it all starts
grandmother died and it broke my heart
couldnt see straight through the night
cuz the stars all fell from the sky
and lights got dark
and it didnt make sense 
so i couldnt understand
no father round, 
learning how to be a man
gotta keep a gun
learning how the world work
kuz im facing new problems
and i didnt have a plan
sneaking out the house almost 
every damn night
smokin big blunts 
kuz im tryna get right
cousin moved down
taught a nigga how to fight
but these niggas dont fight
so i gotta keep pipes
and its sad when i think about 
how this shit go
everyday out here niggas get smoked
my homie khris passed couple weeks
fo my granny
and a nigga didnt even 
have to colp 
I know you dont feel me mane
I know you cant feel my pain
i know that its hard for you 
to see things in a different way
i know you cant see my way
theres no way you could see it all
i know you cant understand
but maybe you can relate to the
loss...

lost so many damn people i love
too young didnt even kno how to colp
posted on the block with a cup fulla drugs
school backpack and a 45 colt
lost too many damn niggas i love
over bullshit mane kuz niggas want smoke
nigga betta not come round here nigga
with that bullshit mane yall niggas get smoked
years went by and i gained me a plan
had a young girl so i gained me fam
one mo day tryna stay up outta jail
kuz a nigga whole world revolve around them
daipers aint cheap so i get it how i live
if a nigga cant get a goddamn job
rent coming up and i aint got enough
you goddamn right sombody getting robbed
I know you dont feel me mane
I know you cant feel my pain
i know that its hard for you 
to see things in a different way
i know you cant see my way
theres no way you could see it all
i know you cant understand
but maybe you can relate to the
loss...

SIDE A: INTRO-LOSS (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Visual:
https://youtu.be/QPsVjQ4RocA
Lyrics:
The winter cold slips under my door
and it chills the air in here
the coming of another 
holiday is almost near
i guess that im still colping with the fact
that your not here
how have i made it this far
let alone another year
to me its still not clear...
i ate some beans and cornbread
it reminded me of you
i mashed it all together
with some salt just like you do
all of this time has passed
and i still dont know what to do
my mind is misconstrued
this shit just cant be true
staring at this christmas tree
my wife and daughter set it up
with all the pretty lights
with the star just like you like
thinkin bout you granny
hopin ima be all right
i had a dream that you was here
then i woke up you was gone
i couldnt feel your warmth no mo
i feel so damn alone
and i dont feel so strong

i feel this misery misery
feelin so much misery
why can i not kick the helpless feeling of this misery
the feeling of this day to day inside is fucking killing me
what the fuck must i do to get rid of all this misery
misrable miserable
why must i feel miserable x2
miserable miserable
mane i feel so miserable
why must i wake up and feel so goddamn miserable

MISERABLE (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

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...

SIDE B: TORMENT-MAKE A WAY (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Zach Rabbit