"Uh..uh..uh..baby!" {*scratched*} "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "Stabbin the track with both hands" "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "Louder!!" "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "Stabbin the track with both hands" "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "You out there?" "Louder!" [Pharaohe Monch] This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial tactics Black shit I master, traps that collapse backwards All area access, passes without practice Hit em, then Ima shit on em and spit on em, and send faxes Maximum amount (uh) not the minimal The oratal rock chop like Florida Seminole Subliminal raps which make criminals act bitch Instrumental in creatin the most pinnacle rap shit Got Toni Braxton lookin women collapsin My beats get feet to steppin like Fast Actin Tinactin Dominant X-Men conference like actin Backslap wack rap actors to get a reaction My venom rips tennaments up then Ima wreck shit Then Ima flip, administer hits on this next shit Deejays collect tips from them then hit the exit at they show the front row, usually gettin hectic The X shit... {*scratched*} "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track with both hands.. together" "The fall.. you out there?" "Louder!" "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "Stabbin the track with both hands.. together" "The fall forever gon win.. you out there?" [Xzibit] Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, check it You wanna get to my level but you dont hustle enough Any attempts at touchin my stuff and Im fuckin you up Im sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo rhymes aint rockin The good life is a bitch, seem like everybody cop blockin The shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the police I crack the teeth of any nigga with beef Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners, naturally Any problems, come to Los Angeles and ask for me [Inspectah Deck] Yo castastrophe, none can match me, naturally nasty Manually smash ya faculty Veral assault and battery Sparatically blast at the capacity crowd and cause casualties Street savy, niggaz blast me out the Navi Groupie chick wish she could have me XE in back of me, hit like a daquiri Accurately, ya dont grab me, ya skills still latchkey {*scratched*} "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track with both hands.. together" "The fall.. you out there?" "Louder!" "X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track.....the track" ".....with both hands" [Skillz] I got my man Roc Raida on the slash and cut Rob Swift where you at son, the "What What" Sinister make em - now we ready to go Last but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu dont know?) I got a question, who can see him? I dont know But whatever I play, you know that Skillz gon flow Shit we mastered the feat, you cant bring us (what) Yall could crap if yall was doin that shit with eight fingers Come on black, we in the Hall of Fame Got ya picture in our crib on the Wall of Shame I expect emcees to wanna murder me (what) Cuz when we open up and start cuttin, you wish you was in surgery You see the X? Hardly Heres some on-offs nigga take yo ass back to doin parties Youre better off if somebody shoot ya And change ya name to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners {*scratched*} "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track with both hands.. together" "The fall.. you out there?" "Fifty thou in the stands" "X-Ecutioners" "Ya..ya..yall know the name" "Stabbin the track with both hands.. together" "The fall.. forever gon win" "You out there?" "Louder!" "Yall know the name"
Artist: X-Ecutioners Inspectah Deck, Pharoahe Monch, Skillz, Xzibit
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