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letra de 5 ★ threat - craig xen

[intro: captaincrunch & (craig xen)]
why, yes thi- yes, this is the underground
yes, yes, we’ve got a level 5 threat, yes! (yes, yes, yes!)
his name is craig xen (code red! code red!)
he goes by craig xen, but not a “z”, the “z” is an “x”
(we’ve got a code red threat!)
yes, yes, this is a level 5 threat!
yes, somebody stop him!

[verse 1]
see these n-gg-s in the game they don’t like xen
hear my tape playing and they get fighting
they be like, man, who the f-ck that there?
i’m these underground n-gg-s’ worst nightmare
on the top, not the bottom, ain’t that a b-tch?
craig xen independent, i don’t need a clique
pen penetrate the paper like i flip a b-tch
i refuse to take orders from a mortal man, you feel me?
f-ck a collective, manic depressive
crunch with the blasting
tell you the truth you not toting the pistol
you choking yo spokens you choke a heath ledger
k!ll ’em, k!ll ’em with the syllables, i’m
in the middle of the centerfold, i
take your b-tch, imma break the b-tch
turn piece that shit into a pot of gold

[hook: craig xen & captaincrunch]
young xen, young, young xen
n-gg-, don’t f-ck with him
oh no, lord, oh no no
it’s best you don’t f-ck with him
young xen he’s the son of a pimp
n-gg-, don’t f-ck with him
oh, oh my god
it’s best we don’t f-ck with him

[verse 2]
i’m the son of a pimp, lil’ b-tch boy
yeah i’m [?], baby c in the 5th ward
f-ck shit, i’m getting paid, what i’m made for
see you paying for that pussy that i flipped, boy
you a rookie in the game, i’m a vet, dawg
got stripes, got stars, got scars, awe
i’m a war torn, warlord, black heart
all black, i’ll still outshine y’all
got your b-tch on my line, i’ma phone her
talking about the line up at the motel 6
sucking on the stick of a limp d-ck trick
i’ma send her back when i get finished
number phone though
talk about the line up at the motel 6
suckin’ on the stick of a limp d-ck trick
imma send her back when i get my bank roll, b-tch

[hook: craig xen & captaincrunch]
young xen, young, young xen
he’s the son of a pimp
oh no, oh, oh, lord
it’s best don’t f-ck with him
young craig motherf-cking xen
he’s the son of a pimp
oh no, lesson learned
it’s best you don’t f-ck with him

[verse 3]
lil’ xen don’t indulge in the hoe shit
horrorcore, underground overlord b-tch
n-gg- book me for a show, and a tour quick
come through, shed blood in the mosh pit
this hardcore shit, i wasn’t born with
all this shit i had seen, i grew quick
i’m a motherf-ckin’ beast, make a b-tch limp
now they let me off the leash, i erupted
crush shit
f-ck shit up in the function
bug shit boy, “knuck if you buck” shit
hit a n-gg- hard enough he do a front flip
then i stomped the motherf-cker til’ his skull split
and i leave the remains for my young pits
and they feast on the brains and intestines
sit back and i laugh on the flesh rip
think twice before you test craig xen, b-tch, n-gg-

[outro: captain crunch & craig xen]
oh god, i don’t know what the f-ck we’re gonna do. (f-ck, william!)
everyday, it’s just like day after day, he continues to drop songs!
yes, it’s in the thousands now!
yes! he… everyday, he’s dropping new songs every week, and…
consistently, they’re just heatwaves! we can’t f-cking stop him!
it’s just a matter of time before he surfaces! we’re f-cked, william!

- craig xen

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