The X (Y'all Know The Name)

'Uh..uh..uh..baby!'

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'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 ****...

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'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

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'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

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'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*