[Intro]
Can't trust nobody, I won't
Trust nobody, I can't
Trust nobody, I won't
Trust nobody, I can't
Nope, aye
Can't trust nobody
Who I say, who I trust mane
Can't trust nobody, I can't
Can't trust nobody, I can't
Can't trust nobody, Look

[Verse 1]
I can't trust nobody, cause they prove they ain't worthy, look
Say a lot of things, they actions don't match they wordplay
Everything I seen behind the scenes, why I'm one deep
Staking, yeah they scared to look my eyes when they speak to me
Real fucking talk, try to play me, have you dropped out
Shooters from the streets, mine got military background
It's a lot of differences between them and Xen
Main reason being, I'm too real to fuck with them
Aye

[Hook]
I can't trust nobody, cause they prove they ain't worthy, aye
Say a lot of shit, they actions don't match they wordplay
Everything I see behind the scenes, why I'm one deep
Staking, yeah they scared to look my eyes when they speak to me

[Verse 2]
Shout out to my G, Leaf
Shouts out to my big nigga Mikey
Might be little minute until we out here
Best bet when we do, we will all beast
See, Xen, I grind like Lil B
Got game from the bitch I was fifteen
Now I'm twenty one, packed out a venue
Independent no label, Jiu-Jitsu
Way I move when I strike like a young Leek
Flow like a bodywater when I'm on a bean
Might be more lyrical than me, but a dash can't out grind me
Might be a little dog up in this industry
But the fight in me bigger then anything
I'ma keep on fighting, keep on swinging
Craig Xen, no pretending out winning me
Fuck nigga
Huh

[Outro]
I can't, can't trust nobody
I can't, can't trust nobody
I can't, can't trust nobody
Trust nobody, can't trust nobody
I won't trust nobody
But know that God got me bitch

Exorcism

[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

BITCOIN BILLY

AIR STRIKE

[Intro]
This is the reason why I will never fuck with cops
Fuck all of these niggas
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you nigga
Fuck all of these cops, y'all can suck my fucking dick
I'm still bossing up on y'all niggas
Free all my fucking niggas on lock nigga
Free all my niggas on lock

[Bridge]
Aye, say wassup, aye wassup
Aye, say wassup, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Verse 1]
Even if they lock me in that cage, bitch, my soul free
I would say free my niggas but they know I'm one deep
Xen lowkey, fuck 12 nigga highkey
I'll be damned if I'm jammed up, fuck the police
Ain't protecting shit, protect and serve my fucking dick
Pull me over, all up on my nuts, they harassing me
See a young nigga getting money's a catastrophe
But if I was white they'da rode right past me
Think he got the right just because he got that badge on
Without that Glock and badge, his bitch ass wouldn't last long
Nigga that's a bet, and they know that that's a fact dog
You behind that glass, hold your head nigga, stay strong
I'll pray for you and your family still waitin' on you
Pull into that gate hit them reps, and keep your faith homie
Better days ahead
Better days, yeah they comin' for you
Learn the lessons, take them and progress at life and move on
Don't be no crash dummy

Death To 12

SUPER ☥ SOULDIER

Commander In Chief

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]
Aye I don't give a fuck
Say I don't give a fuck
Boy I don't give a fuck (ayye)
Boy I don't give a fuck (ayye)
Nigga I don't give a fuck (ayye)
WUSSUP, WUSSUP, WUSSUP

[Verse 1 - Craig Xen]
Think Xen give a fuck, well you're so wrong
“ETA” will be embedded into my tombstone
I go harder than a bitch 'fore I go home
Back to the fuck nigga, leave his soul broke
Talking shit through the web, bitch pull up
Have you shittin' on yourself, get a pull up
Take your ass to the gym, do some pull ups
Get up off the keyboard, bitch man up
I be standin' with some silverback gorillas I was bred with
Internet niggas can't stand Xen (why?)
I don't give a fuck about they feelin's
Tried to take me out the game, but I'm still in
Imma skip the punchlines, give it straight to ya
You can't last in this game, you a bitch nigga
Boy you an image on the web, I'mma real nigga
Craig from the ACX bruh, come see us
[?]
Have you pissin' in your pants, lil bitch boy
Parents still pay your bills, huh bitch boy
I'mma grown ass man, you a kid boy
Craig Xen, I ain't the one to be fucked with
Push my buttons, will lead to destruction
Lemme give you fuck niggas the instructions
Get up off my dick, and pull up at a function
Fuck Nigga

[Interlude]
Sensitive ass, bitch ass niggas
Ol' pussy ass internet niggas
Hoe ass, sensitive ass niggas
Aye Fletch, get them niggas

[Verse 2 - CT. Fletcher]
If that hurts your little sissy ass feelings, makes you wanna cry
Don't look for a pat on the back from me motherfucker
Cause I don't have one for you
I don't empathize with you one fucking bit
I don't feel sorry for you
If you can't take it, get the fuck on
I don't need you, fuck you
You don't like that?
Boo-hoo motherfucker, boo-hoo
Go cry in your cornflakes, eat another Twinkie
Undo your belt so your fuckin' ass stomach can fall out on the floor, bitch
Cryin' some more tears
Two tears in a motherfuckin' bucket, fuck it
You don't like me?
I won't lose no sleep over it, motherfuck you
Sensitive ass bitches

CYBER BULLY (ft. CT. Fletcher)

[Intro]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
We don’t fuck-
I told you from the jump hoe, from the jump
(Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
Bitch I told you from the jump hoe, from the jump
I told you from the jump (what)
From the jump

[Verse 1]
Nigga we don’t fuck with y'all
I told you from the jump, hoe
Pull up in my city talkin' gritty
All these hoes hear gum bumpin'
Get cho bitch ass up, hoe
Swingin' leave him leakin'
Leave him fiendin' for a beatin'
I be fiendin', leave a fuck nigga eyes swole
Beatin' a nigga ass, I’ll be swingin' like I’m Flash
Then I dash to get to fuckin' the 5-0
Where you at fuck nigga?
Where the fuck you at hoe?
You was talkin' tough all through the web, and now you back down
I can smell yo pussy from the distance, like a bloodhound
You raised by some bitches, I came up and out that dog pound

[Hook]
So where you at, where you at, (say) where you at bitch?
Where you at, where you at, where you at bitch?
Where you at, (say) where you at, where you at bitch?
Where you at, where you at, where you at bitch?

[Verse 2]
Break a nigga face when I unleash the pain
Bones shatter like a muthafuckin' glass plate
Backhand his bitch, had him sewn up and stitched
I don’t fuck
But the slut ain’t my taste
Dropkick a nigga out the ozone
Yung Xen, aka “One Punch Man”
One hit, one swing, one clenched fist
One dumb-fuck punk with a death wish
One man, one dream, one mindset
Achieve success and nothin' less
In the way, get crushed, get stomped
Get dumped in the back of the Cadillac trunk
Talked shit when he lit, so he never came down
Fuck nigga got layed out
Rest in piss, I flicked the switch
And had the bitch sent back where he came from

[Outro Craig Xen & AK]
Where you at bitch
Where you at, where you at-

We don’t do eye for eye, nigga
We don’t do eye for eye, nigga
We don’t do eye for eye, nigga
We don’t do eye for eye, nigga

We don’t be eye for eye, nigga
We don’t be eye for eye, nigga
We don’t be eye for eye, nigga
We don’t be eye for eye, nigga

Exorcism

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