Ice on my neck like the army unit
Money goin dumb over stupid, like retarded units
ANG, smacking off a pill, where my wifebeater
Goin chris breezy on the pack, pourin 3 litres
Wrist got em seasick, but i call that shit fly fever
Chopped ass boy you like beavo, but a real beaver

Running from the past, no DMC
POV, im out here pushing P, Ts in DMV
Getting gangstalked, like kanye with the TMZ
paranoid, im lookin 4 ways before i make a leave
Scoring 220 in my LC, genius
Didnt study one fucking day, i didnt need it
Lads stay stressing bout the lil shit happening
Im just tryna tellum shit dont matter, start rappening
Off a coffee bean, and yes i mean the caffeine
Still i sip sizurp, but i wont promote a bad dream
Ion give a fuck if i blow up, cause i know to get it
Always been a hustler at heart, just gotta find the method
Boy you still gooning in a cave, on the subreddits
Pullin out her titties and i love it, she got big melons
Staying posted up in the gaff, like im on house arrest
But i aint retarded catching cases, so im truely blessed
Im just tryna count my greenfaces, this aint U.S
Still i get a thotiana, buss it down she got cute breast

Cold smokes in a hot mess
L god from the village where aint nobody blessed
Days slept, curl up in my bed after the last night
Mays left, turning up in spring, drop the last pint
Still slackin, still packin a pack of sum in my jeans
Like new york in queens, smell the rasta up in my weed
Burn a flame, no waka flaka in the paint with ease
Slamming on them X pills, pressum then i pass away

Essential to the game i put the fear of god in em
Polo est. Been through a lot i saw wittem
Drug paraphanelia at my 19th birthday
Coke on the table, bitch its snowing on earthday
A chosen one, who nobody choose
Everytime they talk, i know they scheme a ruse
Got me through the motions like Al Green in blues
Powder in his tires, feds aint cut him loose
Destination home, village call it cokemac
Still got my ass into smack when i had no racks


2:20 (prod. reuel)

enuff talk, its go time ~ TOX ver 12.2.25

mr. no play

CRAIG XEN - 5:03 AM [PROD. FLAME ALKAHEST]

CRAIG XEN – TIME ALONE WILL NOT HEAL THE WOUNDS

CRAIG XEN – ENGAGE

remember when we pulled up

to his crib 

shot that bitch up


for the fuck of it 

for the rush of it




I remember laughin on the ride back home


nigga it ain't something wrong wit me

it's a lot wrong 



I'm depressed 

huh ex say I'm possessed 

demon in the flesh 

heaven sent 

hell bent 



On that live in sin 

fuck yo forgiveness 

gotta get it shit


militant triple 6 serve self





No I ain't no saint 

I can't be no idol

pop a midol

pussy nigga 

imma pop my rifle 

tryflin 

fire up some shit 

for the excitement 

fuck the club up

I shoot that bitch up entirely 



Imma be a piece of shit 

Til I die 

seeking no acceptance 

got funds to collect 



Nigga don't bump if you don't fuck wit my shit

then 

Xen don't lose sleep 

Bitch my skin to thick

HELL BENT (PROD. H E A L)

i hope he uploads this back on this main cuz this shit was a fucking masterpiece shit was great u being too hard on yourself xen this was a solid ass project but i feel u there is always room to improve always

Craig Xen - Legitimate

SosMula - BANANA BOAT CRUNCH

Voltage

TRINITY GARDEN

UNTAMED

HAIL

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CRAIG XEN – ENGAGE

CRAIG XEN (DELETED SONGS 2)