5 ★ THREAT

Lyrics

[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 niggas in the game they don't like Xen Hear my tape playing and they get fighting They be like, mane, who the fuck that there? I'm these underground niggas' worst nightmare On the top, from 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 Cursed with a blessing Tell you the truth you not toting a pistol You choking yo spokens, you Joker, Heath Ledger Kill 'em, kill 'em with the syllables, I'm In the middle of the centerfold, boy I Take your bitch, Imma break the bitch Turn piece that shit into a pot of gold [Hook: Craig Xen & CaptainCrunch] Young Xen, young, young Xen Nigga, don't fuck with him Oh no, lord, oh no no It's best you don't fuck with him Young Xen He's the son of a pimp Nigga, don't fuck with him Oh, 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 T-Baby's seed outta 5th Ward Fuck shit up, 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, ahh 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 6 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 6 Suckin' on the stick of a limp dick trick Imma send her back when I get my bank roll, bitch [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 fuck with him Young Craig motherfucking Xen He's the son of a pimp Oh no, lesson learned It's best you don't fuck with him [Verse 3] Lil' Xen don't indulge in the hoe shit Horrorcore, underground overlord bitch Nigga book me for a show, and a tour quick Come through, shed blood in the mosh pit See this hardcore shit, I wasn't born with All this shit I done 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 Buck shit boy, "knuck if you buck" shit Hit a nigga hard enough he do a front flip Then I stomp the motherfucker 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 while the flesh rip Think twice before you test Craig Xen, bitch, nigga [Outro: Captain Crunch & Craig Xen] Oh god, I don't know what the fuck we're gonna do. (Fuck, 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 fucking stop him! It's just a matter of time before he surfaces! We're fucked, William!