The X (Y'all Know The Name)

'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*