"Uh..uh..uh..baby!"

[Hook: Scratches]
"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!"

[Verse 1: Pharaohe Monch]
This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial tactics
Black shit I master, traps that collapse backwards
All area access, passes without practice
Hit em, then I'ma shit on em and spit on em, and send faxes
Maximum amount (uh) not the minimal
The orator rock chop like Florida Seminole
Subliminal raps which make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in creating the most pinnacle rap shit
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 tenements up then I'ma wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this next shit
Deejays collect tips from them then hit the exit
At they show the front row, usually can get hectic
The X shit...
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