[Intro]
Aye
Aye what's up?
Aye
Aye what's up?
Say what that say? aye
Say what that say mane?
Say what you say mane
Say what you say mane
Say what you say, what's up what's up
And they say...

[Verse 1]
Opposites attract I'm alpha then
You a bitch, don't make me step
I'll attack and crack that head off your neck
I see that Glock on your hip
But you ain't popping that bitch
You got the same amount of bullets when you bought that shit
Go and get your bitch and stand and talk it out
I'm too hot for that bitch
She reached her hand to touch my skin
And she say "ahh"
I told that bitch to keep her distance
While I'm sipping my slurpee
Cut the slut, and I ain't worried if she tryna blow me like kirby

[Hook]
Opposites attract I'm alpha pit
You a bitch, don't make me snap
I'll attack and crack that head off your neck
Y'all niggas wack, getting pimped suckin' off satan's dick
For the record don't forget that god created that bitch

[Verse 2]
I'm too holy, what's up woadie
Come and fuck with your boy
I'll turn a folder full of words into a fuckin' bankroll
I'm the coldest niggas know this so they try to suppress me
Bitch I'm yet to take an L unless we spelling out lessons
Independent
Music don't need nothing from no nigga
Trust none then betrayed by my own fam nigga
Mother fuck this industry, and anyone in it
Either they envy my success or wish they crushing my spirit
Back to back I'm dropping hits
I just crashed my civic, totaled that mother fucker
Hopped out got to writing them lyrics
Ain't a mother fucking thing that could slow my momentum
Write emotion that I'm moving
You can't stop me nigga
You feel me

[Outro]
Feel me
I don't need shit from no nigga
Bitch I know you feel me
Don't need shit from no nigga
Bitch...aye

Alpha Pit

[Intro]
ISIS (bitch)

[Hook]
ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS
ISIS, ISIS, bitch I think I'm ISIS
ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS
ISIS, ISIS, bitch I think I'm ISIS

[Verse]
ISIS, ISIS, blade on my right hip
Leave a hater lifeless, bitch I think I'm ISIS
Craig Xen phases
Leave that pussy nameless
Niggas talk shit on the young Craig Xen
I'mma burn 'em like a blank disc

ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS
Internet nigga talk shit, you ain't ready
I'mma spend your penny life, bitch

Rap game ISIS
Nigga, I don't fight shit
Three headed dog tear your bitch ass apart
And have your mama crying

Give a motherfuck, I'mma do what I want cause
Bitch I think I'm ISIS!

[Hook x3]
ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS
ISIS, ISIS, bitch I think I'm ISIS

[Ending]
Got a hundred virgins waiting on me nigga, I don't give a fuck Two talking 'bout your bitch ass nigga
I'll BLOW THIS WHOLE MOTHERFUCKER UP! Nigga!

ISIS

HUMBLE THYSELF

I can't give a fuck
(Bitch I know you- know you hate me)
Say I can't give a fuck
Bitch I know you hate me, I can't give a fuck

Bitch I know you hate me, I can't give a fuck
Every time my name come out your mouth
I get my paper up (you stupid fuck)
Every nigga hating, they just motivate me
Talkin' down on Xen
Bitch my family they'll annihilate ya, bitch
Keep my name out your mouth and put that dick back in it
My kinfolk pull up on you with them windows tinted
Nigga you ain't bout it though
Nigga you ain't sellin' dope
Pull up to my show
Stand in the back, whatchu frontin' fo?
Yo bitch in the front row, I put her in my front seat
Suck it, and she stroke me like a shake weight
(skeet skeet)

5 ★ GENERAL

[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, man, 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
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, I'm
In the middle of the centerfold, 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 on 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!

HUMBLE THYSELF

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