pain overtaken all my senses
all I feel is hate
all that I see is red 
and all I hear is niggaz screaming 
lock me inside a padded room
and throw the key away
the only way to save yo hood 
when rabbit mane be clicking
I'm just a villain to you niggaz
you dont feel me mane
you dont know how it feel
to do what I do for a living
bitch I ain't got no fuckin job
I'm plotting on a stain
this busta bitch been flexing hard
now he gone fuckin get it
yo pockets broken into pieces 
once I touch you mane
I'm like death except when I touch you
all yo ends go missing
that nigga did not give it up
mane that's a fuckin shame 
I feel bad for his wife and kids
kuz they gone fuckin miss em
I bust the tone and watch the bullets take his life away
the type of shit you only see
up on yo television 
I walk a lonely road
insanity's a block away
I strayed so far away from God
I know that you dont feel it

PADDED ROOM (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

I hear sounds,I write songs ,and sometimes it reflects pretty well.

PADDED ROOM (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Zach Rabbit