Текст песни The X-Ecutioners f Black Thought, Ghostf - Live From the P.J.`s
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[sample]One two, one two, one two, one twoSo you wanna start up, what we gonna tear shit up?I said let the turntables talk for me at firstAnd then I should finish the rest[Hook 2X: Ghostface Killah]Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Deeeeeeeeeeeeeee[Intro: Ghostface Killah]Aiyo, what up? Aiyo, what`s poppin` and shitYo, this your man, Ghost Deini and shit, Trife Diesel on the sideMoney Come First, Theodore Unit, aiyo, son blind these niggazThrow bleachin`[Trife Da God]Aiyo, aiyo, what`s poppin` out in Stapleton Park, hoppin` the V`sCall Ghost, special invited host, bring through the seedsSun beamin` like a hundred degrees, yo Tone!Hurry up, get your ass in the truck, it`s time to leave[Ghostface Killah]Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my ClarksAnd you know, I can`t iron man garments, without the stars, justDouble park, give me ten minutes or lessI overslept, my bitch left, and my crib is a mess*scratches and talk*"If you not down, you not an M.C. or a D.J., off the stage"[Trife Da God]It`s the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streetsAnd we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beefLittle kids, shootin` hoops on the court, playin` horseAll the young bucks, rocking new gear, try`nna floss[Ghostface Killah]Say no more, let`s motivate Trife, throw on your poker faceSpin around the block one time, so we can spoke the placeYeah, it`s lookin` lavish, and the scene looks wonderfulPockets full of trees, and my shit look colorful[Trife Da God]We got the X-Men spinnin`, on the one`s and two`sNo drugs, no violence, leave home the guns and toolsAnd the grill`s just cookin` up chicken and steakAnd greedy ass Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin` the plate[Interlude: ?]Ladies and gentlemen, we got Black Thought in the house tonightYo, he just came from off tour, and I think he wanna spit something, yo![Black Thought]Yo, we X-Ecute `em, with the rapid fire, pealin` your face offSprayin` up the party, from the ceiling with napalmShots follow the target, I ain`t gon chase ya`llSwinging aluminum bats, that`s not for baseballIt`s humor, the way ya`ll makin` me laughI`m like a, natural born hustler, gotta get that cashThe way a natural born, freak, gotta shake that assAnd anybody wanna eat, gotta break that fastA million crabs in a barrel, try`nna make they splashBreak away fast, nice brother`s finish in lastIt don`t, matter the speakers, or the hammers can blastTo handle your ass, frontin`, I`mma take your stashAnd twist it, and bake the whole, projects biscuitsThis kid is a trendsetter, ya`ll just misfitsBlack Thought, I`ve been better, ya`ll just forgettin` shitNow it`s a life or death predicamentI step in with a vendetta, then start spittin` shitThen spit game, that`s ridiculous, ya`ll muthafuckas insignificantI`m three fifty seven, magnificentStay playin`, where them bad bitches is, you feelin` tonightYou know they feelin`, let the semi automatic bendThey fend to have `em in the ghetto, goin` at it, manThey bring it to your block, have it like PakistanPhilly boys bringin` noise, makin` wild static, thenWe trick cops, even jump out vans, and leave youSprayed out, stiffer than a mannequin stanceYou get, laid out, clapped with mechanical handsThat kick back, cuz, you and your mans`ll get zappedJust keep, thinkin` my peoples, and peoples`ll toy withA cold blooded kill shit, and keep on doin` itCuz that`s my pleasure, that`s the people`s enjoymentGangsta`s holla at me, if you seekin` employment