'Uh..uh..uh..baby!' {*scratched*} 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Louder!!' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'You out there?' 'Louder!' [Pharaohe Monch] This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial tactics Black **** I master, traps that collapse backwards All area access, passes without practice Hit em, then I'ma **** 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 ***** Instrumental in creatin the most pinnacle rap **** Got Toni Braxton lookin women collapsin My beats get feet to steppin like Fast Actin Tinactin Dominant X-Men conference like Pac-10 Backslap wack rap actors to get a reaction My venom rips tennaments up then I'ma wreck **** Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this next **** Deejays collect tips from them then hit the exit at they show the front row, usually gettin hectic The X ****... {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Stabbin the track with both hands.. together' 'The fall.. you out there?' 'Louder!' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all 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 don't hustle enough Any attempts at touchin my stuff and I'm ****** you up I'm sick of weak **** winnin, ***** yo' rhymes ain't rockin The good life is a *****, seem like everybody cop blockin The shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the police I crack the teeth of any ***** 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, ****** blast me out the Navi' Groupie chick wish she could have me XE in back of me, hit like a daquiri Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya skills still latchkey {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all 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 don't know?) I got a question, who can see him? I don't know But whatever I play, you know that Skillz gon' flow **** we mastered the feat, you can't bring us (what) Y'all could crap if y'all was doin that **** 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 Here's some on-offs ***** take yo' ass back to doin parties You're better off if somebody shoot ya And change ya name to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all 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..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands.. together' 'The fall.. forever gon' win' 'You out there?' 'Louder!' 'Y'all know the name' *Redman's vocal dog barking*
'Uh..uh..uh..baby!' {*scratched*} 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Louder!!' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'You out there?' 'Louder!' [Pharaohe Monch] This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial tactics Black **** I master, traps that collapse backwards All area access, passes without practice Hit em, then I'ma **** 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 ***** Instrumental in creatin the most pinnacle rap **** Got Toni Braxton lookin women collapsin My beats get feet to steppin like Fast Actin Tinactin Dominant X-Men conference like Pac-10 Backslap wack rap actors to get a reaction My venom rips tennaments up then I'ma wreck **** Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this next **** Deejays collect tips from them then hit the exit at they show the front row, usually gettin hectic The X ****... {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all know the name' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Stabbin the track with both hands.. together' 'The fall.. you out there?' 'Louder!' 'X-Ecutioners' 'Ya..ya..y'all 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 don't hustle enough Any attempts at touchin my stuff and I'm ****** you up I'm sick of weak **** winnin, ***** yo' rhymes ain't rockin The good life is a *****, seem like everybody cop blockin The shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the police I crack the teeth of any ***** 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, ****** blast me out the Navi' Groupie chick wish she could have me XE in back of me, hit like a daquiri Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya skills still latchkey {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all 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 don't know?) I got a question, who can see him? I don't know But whatever I play, you know that Skillz gon' flow **** we mastered the feat, you can't bring us (what) Y'all could crap if y'all was doin that **** 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 Here's some on-offs ***** take yo' ass back to doin parties You're better off if somebody shoot ya And change ya name to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners {*scratched*} 'Ya..ya..y'all 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..y'all know the name' 'Stabbin the track with both hands.. together' 'The fall.. forever gon' win' 'You out there?' 'Louder!' 'Y'all know the name' *Redman's vocal dog barking*
