SANCTUARY

GOLDEN BOY

Lyrics:

What it do x3
What it do x3
Yuh!

What it do x3
What it do x3
Yuh!!

What it do x3
How you gonna flex on me in a Subaru yuck
How are you? Whatcha name? Whatcha do?
Hi I’m Crasi eddy I would have a night with you yuh
Tryna hold me down you on house arrest heard ya new Instagram video I’m not impressed 
You can talk shit and I’ll listen you inspired me to come up on this beat with a vision like yuh

Dreams a livin life in the tropics
Have a couple bad ones by my side I’m the topic (like whoa)
Big house,  big pool, floor marble 
Way I’m livin now you’d think that i used to starve (like shit)
What it do x2
I ain’t flexing you I’m just telling you what I’m about to do (like oof)
Stardom path that’s what I’m carving 
But that’s just the dream right now I’m tryna start shit 


Cesar made the beat squirt like the drink
Hoping all my fans play this trap heat or repeat
Thanks for asking but I don’t need the feat
If you want mine, fine but this not a charity
Hoping that my parents stay proud of me Cause I made it out the house but I’m still Crasi
All these rappers seize to amaze me 
But that’s hard when I put you up against Eazy-E
Slim shady, B.I.G. and 50
Man I’ll alway love the OG’s who paved a way for me
What it do x3
I was in the fucking booth now I’m shooting through the roof
Looking down at where I came from
Like god damn I was young enough to play dumb
I stayed real
Now I’m big enough to play Dre’s drums
Have a commercial saying that I chew 5  gum (like yuh!)

I could do this shit for fun and still make ya ears cum
Fuck being number 1 wit a gun
I ain’t gotta carry nun 
Every time I walk through the city everyone run cuase
They know I’ll stab you with some glass to ya throat 
I’m not done if ya choke then I got one mo (knife sound effect)
Livin my life just how I doo
Smoke until my lungs thruu
I’m not flexing I’m just tellin you what I’m about to doo

What it do x3
I was swerving in a Bentley coupe and I felling pretty cool
What it do x3
I Just did another music video for YouTube 
What it do x3
I’m just livin out in Cali with a few from the crew like oof
Like oof
And What it do

What It Do (Dreams of the Tropics)

Lyrics:

I don’t know how much longer I can go
On living with these demons in my head , i 
Swear I ruin everything for me
Here are the final thoughts from Crasi Eddy 



Let me express my pain
Let me Spit my game
Let me Show you this name means more to me than you might think 
I cold as fuck but bite like a mixed drink

Let me talk my shit 
Let me right this hit
And despite the situation I’m in
I’ll always find time to write from within 
Cause I’m just a step away from beginning 
to cross my ends
And saying fuck you to all my fake friends 
I knew from the start it didn’t make sense but
Then I gotta grasp of what you thought then and 
I wish I understood back in those days
Would take it all back one day if I could
But then again when I really think back
Without the grey days you’d never have the jay days



I don’t know how much longer I can go
On living with these demons in my head , i 
Swear I ruin everything for me
Here are the final thoughts from Crasi Eddy 



when the snare drum snap
The Bass drum kick
The voices in my head they come out
I feel like I’m finally free to be me
And not give a fuck about what you see
Hear or maby even believe 
I put it out to help myself breathe 
That’s why I serve these bars up for free
Cause a fee is not what inspires me
Only how many people see what I see
She could die in a killing spree and
I would still be here and carefree
If you dont fucking believe me then
I’ll Commit a third degree 
Whatch ya hang from a tree
Run away and say it was Crasi Eddy
With a white tee and a church key

Fuck me

I just wanna take it somewhere 
I just wanna make it somewhere 
I just wanna

I wanna new bitch
I tryna do this
I wanna dismiss 
All of the bullshit 
I wanna


Take it to the top
Get a fast car 
Every bitch drop to the floor for the nascar 
Stop
Don’t give me a reason to start squeezing and have 
Every motherfucker in this damn bitch just drop
You can’t treat a bitch right even for a night
Cause these thots man they bite back fuck em if they tight
If I made a diss track would you write back
Would you speak facts
Or would ya just try to flex fat
Imma do a couple shows then I’m right back 
To the studio like a lab rat
Imma wanna be wetback
Reppin this city 
So any punk that really want it
Here come and get me bitch
I’m rolling thicker al pachino 
Out the casino
Give out a couple L’s 
and call that shit a fucking free throw

Flexing ya cheese but ya past is something we know
You was a snitch and now you talking bout the kilos
Bring up my name and imma end you like the d rose
Not for the fame man I just do it for my people 
We smoking gas but imma keep that on the d-low
You see these bars you know my shit is fucking lethal
I’m comin hard don’t give a fuck about the peaceful 
Father forgive me but I’m not going to the steeple 

Half the shit I do illegal
 All the hoes say I’m evil
Why ya lookin like a weasel 
think ya bitch she got the measles 
Motherfuckeerrrr

Final Thoughts

Lyrics:

Tell me/

Hook

How many said I couldn’t do it when I did it motherfuckers said I wouldn’t ever use it tell me/
How many people warnin me that I should watch my back but when they turn around I’m making moves tell me/
How many bitches want some Crasi dick I turn a hip and smack that dirty thot, with the Crasi tip, tell me/
How many y’all be on my scrotum since I started makin poems now y’all ask me if I wrote em tell me

Verse 1

I wipe that shit off my shoulder 
I’m getting older and if you think that a bulder to stop me well then you gettin colder/
He biting styles from slim shady your colder
Nah he inspired by ye and dr Dre, see now ya gettin warmer
The only Eminem in me would be my/ white skin, buzz cut, blue eyes, and ohh yea my rock chin/
So get the fuck off my cock, I know you listenin, but just know that the bullshit stops soon as I clock in/
They waitin on new shit drop
Get the mop, cuase you know I spit dirty as fuck
That’s why you pussies love to flock/
You couldn’t spit the shit as hard as me if I can you a can a dip and lyric so quit trying say that Crasi be/
Anything lesser that a star in the making,
And fuck Satan,
I can make it to the top without a label placement/
And get the table mat I’m severing up bars
The only time my wrist twistin in the kitchens when I’m spinning //disks

Hook

How many said I couldn’t do it when I did it motherfuckers said I wouldn’t ever use it tell me/
How many people warnin me that I should watch my back but when they turn around I’m making moves tell me/
How many bitches want some Crasi dick I turn a hip and smack that dirty thot, with the Crasi tip, tell me/
How many y’all be on my scrotum since I started makin poems now y’all ask me if I wrote em tell me

Verse2

Been knocking people out since eighth grade 
She ask what I’m smoking bitch a eighth a grade a
I got a nak for the rhymes hope I blow up like a hand grenade
But Gucci suede ain’t on the shopping list once I get paid/
Words stronger than a shoulder blade
So I renegade all over the mic,
If they heard me they’d/
Probably think I gotta hearing aid cuase of the way, I like to yell over the beat, man I’m underpaid/
All my shit is more homemade then lemonade, on a summer day, just tryna stack up penny’s and get laid 
And everybody telling me that some of my shit flame but fuck that/
Everything released after jay-$ days,
Has been nothing less S.O.S.
To repossess the rap name 
Claim my fame, and put to shame all these pussies that
Say they great, 
When in reality they couldn’t even spit an 8
Better than any bar on this track
So toast to that

Hook

How many said I couldn’t do it when I did it motherfuckers said I wouldn’t ever use it tell me/
How many people warnin me that I should watch my back but when they turn around I’m making moves tell me/
How many bitches want some Crasi dick I turn a hip and smack that dirty thot, with the Crasi tip, tell me/
How many y’all be on my scrotum since I started makin poems now y’all ask me if I wrote em tell me

Tell Em

TELL EM

Lyrics:

[HOOK]
I just been flowing in my bedroom /
Alone cuase I need my headroom/ 
Just me and my baggy a shrooms/
OK
You know I try not to get into it 
Every time that I do I’m just telling myself it’s gon be 
OK
I swear time always against me
I look at my wrist carelessly 
And tell myself that it’s gon be
OK
She say she want more than a free 
Relationship and I tell her don’t worry baby it’s gon be
OK

[VERSE 1]
I been working overtime/ 
Ghostwriting I’m on my grind/ 
Yea I’m fighting for all these rhymes ok?/
Feel like Boston George after the cash/
So it’s aftermath/
Time to blow my way through this shit (man alright)/
I’m tryna be on some Louis shit/
Tryna leave the mall in a super whip/
Bitches as Stewardess’s/
I just wanna live my life and never stop what I’m doing/ 
I’ll be a millionaire one day and still be smoking them dubies that’s ok?/

[HOOK]
I been flowing in my bedroom /
Alone cuase I need my headroom/ 
Just me and my baggy a shrooms/
OK
You know I try not to get into it 
Every time that I do I’m just telling myself it’s gon be 
OK
I swear time always against me
I look at my wrist carelessly 
And tell myself that it’s gon be
OK
She say she want more than a free 
Relationship and I tell her don’t worry baby it’s gon be
OK

[VERSE 2]
Ok
Girl I got weed we can partay/
Ok
Now she say she kinda wanna part ways/
I was thinking bout this last Sunday/
Reluctant when I hit you with the fore play/
Til I hit you with that open up the door play/
Nowadays we only talking on the leap days/
But Ok
I was tryna take ya down Broadway/
Ok
Couldn’t even make it down the hallway/
Feel like I’m flying down the highway/
Filling up the ashtray/
Tryna write a essay/
And saying that’s it’s ok/
But I know it ain’t ok/
Imma crash some way I know some day ok?/

[HOOK]
I been flowing in my bedroom /
Alone cuase I need my headroom/ 
Just me and my baggy a shrooms/
OK
You know I try not to get into it 
Every time that I do I’m just telling myself it’s gon be 
OK
I swear time always against me
I look at my wrist carelessly 
And tell myself that it’s gon be
OK
She say she want more than a free 
Relationship and I tell her don’t worry baby it’s gon be
OK

Lyrics:

(Hook)
I used to think you was so precious girl/
I used to think you was a ace/
I used to think you was so special til/
You put somebody else in my place/

Now lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/

I gave you the highest of essence girl/
And I’m glad that it ended with grace/
But that don’t mean I don’t resent it still/
Every time that I look at yo face/

And lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/

(Verse 1)
Yea you said you wanted a song/
Well maby it took me too long/
Yea I’m tired of lookin for love/
I might as well look for a fuck/
Can’t even hold on to a bitch/
Every month it’s a switch/
I just sit back wit a swish/
Follow the bottle and finish a fifth/
Wait/
I think that I made a mistake/
Think that I’m loosing my faith/ 
But fuck it/
I gave you too much embrace/
Now I just feel like a puppet/
I don’t need none of the rockus/
Leave me alone, I hadda take it down a tone/
I hope you enjoying ya song/
I’m feeling alone/
I Can’t even look at my phone/
(Shit)

(Hook)
I used to think you was so precious girl/
I used to think you was a ace/
I used to think you was so special til/
You put somebody else in my place/

Now lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/ 

I gave you the highest of essence girl/
And I’m glad that it ended with grace/
But that don’t mean I don’t resent it still/
Every time that I look at yo face/

And lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/

(Verse 2)
It’s not that you did something wrong/
Just that I been here before/
When I introduced you to moms/
She told me you was a score/
I promise I don’t mean no harm/
This just how I solve my problems/
I turn on the mic and I jot em/
And trust me girl I gotta lot of em/
I got a notebook thats filling up/
I gotta album that’s building up/
You was the outcome of clearing up/
Space for somebody to cheer me up/
I guess that’s the problem it’s me/
I wanna keep living my way so free/
But everyone else I guess happened to be/
Living like life is a son of a b


(Hook)
I used to think you was so precious girl/
I used to think you was a ace/
I used to think you was so special til/
You put somebody else in my place/

Now lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/ 

I gave you the highest of essence girl/
And I’m glad that it ended with grace/
But that don’t mean I don’t resent it still/
Every time that I look at yo face/

And lately I been feeling lonely/
Lately I been feeling lonely/

LONELY

Lyrics:

I hate goodbyes

I still re
Member the first time I ever laid eyes on ya/
You had so many other guys on ya/
But then you pull up on me and I seen, that lil smile on ya/
and since that day man I could spot it from a mile on ya/

We get ta speaking and and I was a lil shy but/
I got ya Instagram that was enough to make me wild for ya/
And i admit, had me hesitant/
Months go by we steady dm-ing and I don’t know why/

I didn’t ask you out sooner tho but fuck it it happened/
You rolled up to my school saying you was looking for smoke/
Like girl chill/ 
I just got done singing for real/
I was feeling myself. So I asked ya what’s the deal/

Fast forward we was going on steady I must admit/ 
Shit got real real quick it’s like our chemistry mixed/
So beautifully. I slick bout you a lil jewelry/
Merry Christmas baby I hope you know how much you to me/

That’s about how it started and After that/ I was off to LA, New Zealand, and Aussie ville/
We video chatted every day/
Gurl it was crazy/
Our time-zones so different/
you was staying up late/

And I was getting up early/
Brush my teeth in a hurry/
Gotta talk to my girly/
I hope that she ain’t been worried/
I ask, you bout ya day, and proceed to tell you my yesterday/
You told me you love me I told you that shit’ll never fade/

I promise that I’ll never forget you/
I promised that I’d always protect you/
But now I feel it’s you that looking down making sure we all safe/
Throughout the day, know you watching from a much better place 

July 4th  when Chuy called me i was up in the rock/
Lighting bottle rockets with my 4 brothers the chacs/
He told me that story’s was true, and i only felt shock/
That’s when I knew, hid in my room, and let the tears drop/


(Verse 2)

Aye let me talk to her one more time
Fore we wrap it up
I swear all this shit from the bottom of my heart
I couldn’t make this story up if I tried to

Yea

And yesterday I was dreaming/
It was back in December/
I was on the other side of world doña remember?/
Shit, I’m try-not to cry/
let me keep thinking/
I really think I been doing fine I ain’t been drinking/
But 

In this dream You was wit me Auckland/
Like the FaceTime only dis time it was awesome/
I gave you such a big hug feelin your arms then/
I seen that lil smlie I ain’t seen in a while/

You hadda white fur coat/
with da turtle necklace/
Girl ya glew like a angle/
I just felt protected/
No more hole in my chest no unrest. It was the best/
Then I woke up and reached out but, you wasn’t next to me/

That’s when I realized it was just, a dream/
If it seem too good, it usually be/
I check my phone hoping messages from you is what I’ll see/
Then I realized that you sent me the messages in my sleep/

GOODBYES

Lyrics:

Yo
Just a young buck
And I like to scream fuck
If the hoe thicc shucks I might get me a suck 
Hit you wit the nunchucks ,feel real tough 
And When the bitch saw my name she knew I liked to play rough 
Im such a asshole
And my flows is classical
I smoke a bit grass in the lab so deez thoughts irrational 
And I ain’t done rapping til this shit go national 
And ain’t no capping but my lyric stay radical 
I’m back like anthrax to spam tracks
Grab my nut sack, count stacks 
Then take a damn bath
Fuck class I don’t need math 
I’m tryna breath gas faster then 
Snoop Dogg with asma  
Whiter the Casper 
I’ll steal from the pastor
Laughter when I hear about that the world such a disaster 
Fucking lyrical master his fucking hoodie says thrasher 
I can tell that you pussies mad but you don’t know what I’m after
I used to see a phycologist 
Hope he hear this shit 
So he can see it don’t matter 
If you a cosmetologist, neurologists, or a mythologist
My mental problems is probably unsolvable
I’m tryna beat the probable cause charge for stabbing ya
Pull up to the party with Lucifer riding passenger 
Started bumping me now this bougie bitch think she bad af
Get that tummy then dem boobies maby start adding up

See I been topping my past shit recently 
It been feeling like my old songS wack and honestly 
I don’t give a fuck 
I’ll put the past in the past, focus on the present 
And keep the tracks coming fast make sure this shit unpleasant 
For all the dykes on my ass you know I won’t prevent it
So fuck the likes of the fags and know I fucking meant it
And keep my shaft out ya grasp man y’all don’t fucking get it

J.Edi

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