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Correct 5 ★ THREAT Lyrics
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Craig Xen
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Correct 5 ★ THREAT
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[Verse 1] See these niggas in the game they don't like Xen Hear my tape playing and they get fighting They be like, man, who the fuck that there? All these underground niggas worse nightmare On the top, not the bottom, ain't that a bitch? Craig Xen independent, I don't need a clique Pen penetrate the paper like I flip a bitch I refuse to take orders from a mortal man, you feel me? Fuck 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 Kill 'em, kill 'em with the syllables In the middle of the centerfold Take your bitch, break the bitch Turn piece that shit into a pot of gold [Hook] Young Xen, young young Xen Nigga don't fuck with him It's best we don't fuck with him Oh my god, it's best we don't fuck with him [Verse 2] I'm the son of a pimp, lil' bitch boy Yeah I'm [?], baby C in the 5th Ward Fuck 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, ah I'm a war torn, warlord, black heart All black, I'll still outshine y'all Got your bitch on my line, I'ma phone her Talking about the line up at the motel six Sucking on the stick of a limp dick trick I'ma send her back when I get finished Number phone though Talk about the line up at the motel six Suckin' on the stick of a limp dick trick Imma send her back when I get my bank roll Bitch (Interlude 2: Craig Xen and CaptainCrunch) Young young Xen He's the son of a pimp Oh oh no It's best you don't fuck with him Young Craig Xen He's the son of a pimp (Verse 3: Craig Xen) Lil' Xen don't indulge in the hoe shit Hardcore, underground overlord bitch Nigga 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 motherfuckin' beast, make a bitch limp Now they let me off the leash, I erupted Crush shit Fuck shit up in the function Bug shit boy, knocked if you book shit Hit a nigga hard enough he do a front flip Then I stomped the motherfucker til' his skull split And I leave the remains for my young pits Feast on the brains and intestines Sit back and I laugh on the flesh rip Think twice before you test Craig Xen bitch, nigga
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