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letra de martyr - craig xen

[intro]
last month i was sleeping on that dirty -ss floor, in south central
now i’m doing shows and they, sending me clothes
aye, say w-ssup, aye
say w-ssup, aye
say w-ssup, aye, aye, aye

[hook]
last month i was sleeping on that dirty -ss floor, in south central
now i’m doing shows and they, sending me clothes
i don’t know, no n-gg- sh-t b-tch (don’t say, don’t say!)
ain’t no handouts came in or out of this (ok, ok!)

[verse]
i’m hustling, hustling for my seat
see it’s way deeper than what you see when you meet me
but your mind was too feeble to read
follow my lead and believe
i risked my life to succeed
sacrificed mine for chloe’s
i’m just a f-ck up at least
i could blow up so she eats
better,and sleeps better at night
xen ready to die
you feel the pain when i write
you feel the pain when i reign
over y’all n-gg-s and i embarr-ss them
cherishing every day
wake up and i get to praying
without them i wouldn’t wake
so let them know that i’m thankful
gamd the angels must be strapped up and riding for lil xen
’cause all of my other family is dead or in and out the pen, ay

[hook]
sleeping on that dirty -ss floor, in south central
now i’m doing shows and they, sending me clothes, ay
i don’t know, no n-gg- sh-t b-tch
ain’t no handouts came in or out of this

[outro]
sleeping on that dirty -ss floor, in south central
now i’m doing shows and they, sending me clothes, aye
shout out to my young n-gg- brady, ay
say w-ssup, ’cause you f-ck n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me aye
dirty -ss floor, in south central
now i’m doing shows and they, sending me clothes, aye
shout out to my young n-gg- brady
aye, without him i would been in prison

- craig xen

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