The X (Y'all Know The Name) (Explicit Version)-X-Ecutioners/Pharoahe Monch/Xzibit/Inspectah Deck

The X (Y'all Know The Name)(Explicit Version) - X-Ecutioners "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 sh*t I master, traps that collapse backwards All area access, passes without practice Hit em, then I'ma sh*t 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 sh*t 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 sh*t Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this next sh*t Deejays collect tips from them then hit the exit at they show the front row, usually gettin hectic The X sh*t... {*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 *****in you up I'm sick of weak sh*t winnin, ni**a 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 ni**a 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 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 Sh*t we mastered the feat, you can't bring us (what) Y'all could crap if y'all was doin that sh*t 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 ni**a take yo' a** 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*