Текст песни X-ecutioners, The - The X (y`all Know The Name)
X-ecutioners, The - The X (y`all Know The Name) слова песни
"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 tacticsBlack shit I master, traps that collapse backwardsAll area access, passes without practiceHit em, then I`ma shit on em and spit on em, and send faxesMaximum amount (uh) not the minimalThe oratal rock chop like Florida SeminoleSubliminal raps which make criminals act bitchInstrumental in creatin the most pinnacle rap shitGot Toni Braxton lookin women collapsinMy beats get feet to steppin like Fast Actin TinactinDominant X-Men conference like Pac-10Backslap wack rap actors to get a reactionMy venom rips tennaments up then I`ma wreck shitThen I`ma flip, administer hits on this next shitDeejays collect tips from them then hit the exitat they show the front row, usually gettin hecticThe X shit...{*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 itYou wanna get to my level but you don`t hustle enoughAny attempts at touchin my stuff and I`m fuckin you upI`m sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo` rhymes ain`t rockinThe good life is a bitch, seem like everybody cop blockinThe shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the policeI crack the teeth of any nigga with beefMasterpiece, X-Ecutioners, naturallyAny problems, come to Los Angeles and ask for me[Inspectah Deck]Yo castastrophe, none can match me, naturally nastyManually smash ya facultyVeral assault and batterySparatically blast at the capacity crowd and cause casualtiesStreet savy, niggaz blast me out the Navi`Groupie chick wish she could have meXE in back of me, hit like a daquiriAccurately, 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 cutRob Swift where you at son, the "What What"Sinister make em - now we ready to goLast but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu don`t know?)I got a question, who can see him? I don`t knowBut whatever I play, you know that Skillz gon` flowShit we mastered the feat, you can`t bring us (what)Y`all could crap if y`all was doin that shit with eight fingersCome on black, we in the Hall of FameGot ya picture in our crib on the Wall of ShameI expect emcees to wanna murder me (what)Cuz when we open up and start cuttin, you wish you was in surgeryYou see the X? HardlyHere`s some on-offs nigga take yo` ass back to doin partiesYou`re better off if somebody shoot yaAnd 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*