Xl (feat. Large Professor)

Yeah, yeah

(Ladies and gentlemen, may I present)

(And may I introduce four of New York's finest)

(Give it up for the X-Ecutioners)

Yo, I'm like a country wild western, rhyme style murderer

X-Ecutioners, cuttin' things you never heard of

Flip new beats, never once flipped a burger

But I flame-broil and I still remain loyal

On the hip-hop throne amongst kings, I've been doin' it

Rock, Rob, Joe and Big E is one unit

Supreme force, ever since Main Source, my ****

Shit'll have your ass drunk like liquor, in a stupor

Got to stay super, with the cash flow

Never bashful, here's what you asked for

The best DJ's in the world today

Cuttin' up Rock the Bells, LL Cool J

And many more, Robbie Swift and he raw

Roc Raida, number one chop innovator

Total Eclipse, man, you know that he flips

As he diminished her, wreck it like my man Joe Sinister

I'ma lay back and watch 'em bless the track

For the hip-hop world 'cause these brothers don't slack

They always comin' with it up to par

You can call X-Ecutioners the best by far

Know what I'm sayin? (Yeah)

Know what I'm sayin? (Yeah)

Straight to platinum (Yeah)

Yo, I'll take you back to the caveman era

Survival and how to live, always I get better

I'm too deep to peak, rock **** to sleep

I'm like a four star general out in the street

Keep my business low, represent cash flow

Bustin' loose like Chuck Brown to get that dough

Most of y'all could tell I come from the ghetto

Eight blocks from flushin' metal where my family settle

Got Chinese, Korean, Asian

Used to link up with Nas for coin

Top choice of female persuasion

Bustin' off in the park, that was in the dark

I'm real, not fake, so please don't pretend to part

I'm lettin' it start, the glamor, the bucks

Gotta get mine 'cause P got stamina and guts

Plus the fat beat, plus the rhymes, plus the cuts

Yeah, X-Ecutioners rockin' the track

Comin' through with the hefty scratch

With the cuts galore

More than you bargained for

All over the world

Tri-state, every five borough

Yeah, word up, man

These brothers been doin' this for a minute, man

Gettin' busy, man, just cuttin' 'em up, man

Choppin 'em, slicin' 'em

That's the original essence of hip-hop

You know what I'm sayin'?

This ****'s just gettin' busy and shit

Two turntables, that's how it started

Two turntables and a microphone

X-Ecutioners keepin' the foundation strong