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Live from the PJ's - X-Ecutioners
(feat. Black Thought, Ghostface Killah, Trife Da God)
[sample]
One two, one two, one two, one two
So you wanna start up, what we gonna tear sh*t up?
I said let the turntables talk for me at first
And then I should finish the rest
[Hook x2: Ghostface Killah]
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Deeeeeeeeeeeeeee
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, what up? Aiyo, what's poppin' and sh*t
Yo, this your man, Ghost Deini and sh*t, Trife Diesel on the side
Money Come First, Theodore Unit, aiyo, son blind these niggaz
Throw bleachin'
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, aiyo, what's poppin' out in Stapleton Park, hoppin' the V's
Call Ghost, special invited host, bring through the seeds
Sun beamin' like a hundred degrees, yo Tone!
Hurry up, get your a** in the truck, it's time to leave
[Ghostface Killah]
Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my Clarks
And you know, I can't iron man garments, without the stars, just
Double park, give me ten minutes or less
I overslept, my b**ch left, and my crib is a mess
[scratches and talk]
"If you not down, you not an M.C. or a D.J., off the stage"
[Trife Da God]
It's the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streets
And we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beef
Little kids, shootin' hoops on the court, playin' horse
All the young bucks, rocking new gear, try'nna floss
[Ghostface Killah]
Say no more, let's motivate Trife, throw on your poker face
Spin around the block one time, so we can spoke the place
Yeah, it's lookin' lavish, and the scene looks wonderful
Pockets full of trees, and my sh*t look colorful
[Trife Da God]
We got the X-Men spinnin', on the one's and two's
No ***, no violence, leave home the guns and tools
And the grill's just cookin' up chicken and steak
And greedy a** Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin' the plate
[Interlude: ?]
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Black Thought in the house tonight
Yo, he just came from off tour, and I think he wanna spit something, yo!
[Black Thought]
Yo, we X-Ecute 'em, with the rapid fire, pealin' your face off
Sprayin' up the party, from the ceiling with napalm
Shots follow the target, I ain't gon chase ya'll
Swinging aluminum bats, that's not for baseball
It's humor, the way ya'll makin' me laugh
I'm like a, natural born hustler, gotta get that cash
The way a natural born, freak, gotta shake that a**
And anybody wanna eat, gotta break that fast
A million crabs in a barrel, try'nna make they splash
Break away fast, nice brother's finish in last
It don't, matter the speakers, or the hammers can blast
To handle your a**, frontin', I'mma take your stash
And twist it, and bake the whole, projects biscuits
This kid is a trendsetter, ya'll just misfits
Black Thought, I've been better, ya'll just forgettin' sh*t
Now it's a life or death predicament
I step in with a vendetta, then start spittin' sh*t
Then spit game, that's ridiculous, ya'll muthaf**kas insignificant
I'm three fifty seven, magnificent
Stay playin', where them bad b**ches is, you feelin' tonight
You know they feelin', let the semi automatic bend
They fend to have 'em in the ghetto, goin' at it, man
They bring it to your block, have it like Pakistan
Philly boys bringin' noise, makin' wild static, then
We trick cops, even jump out vans, and leave you
Sprayed out, stiffer than a mannequin stance
You get, laid out, clapped with mechanical hands
That kick back, cuz, you and your mans'll get zapped
Just keep, thinkin' my peoples, and peoples'll toy with
A cold blooded kill sh*t, and keep on doin' it
Cuz that's my pleasure, that's the people's enjoyment
Gangsta's holla at me, if you seekin' employment
(feat. Black Thought, Ghostface Killah, Trife Da God)
[sample]
One two, one two, one two, one two
So you wanna start up, what we gonna tear sh*t up?
I said let the turntables talk for me at first
And then I should finish the rest
[Hook x2: Ghostface Killah]
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)
Deeeeeeeeeeeeeee
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, what up? Aiyo, what's poppin' and sh*t
Yo, this your man, Ghost Deini and sh*t, Trife Diesel on the side
Money Come First, Theodore Unit, aiyo, son blind these niggaz
Throw bleachin'
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, aiyo, what's poppin' out in Stapleton Park, hoppin' the V's
Call Ghost, special invited host, bring through the seeds
Sun beamin' like a hundred degrees, yo Tone!
Hurry up, get your a** in the truck, it's time to leave
[Ghostface Killah]
Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my Clarks
And you know, I can't iron man garments, without the stars, just
Double park, give me ten minutes or less
I overslept, my b**ch left, and my crib is a mess
[scratches and talk]
"If you not down, you not an M.C. or a D.J., off the stage"
[Trife Da God]
It's the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streets
And we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beef
Little kids, shootin' hoops on the court, playin' horse
All the young bucks, rocking new gear, try'nna floss
[Ghostface Killah]
Say no more, let's motivate Trife, throw on your poker face
Spin around the block one time, so we can spoke the place
Yeah, it's lookin' lavish, and the scene looks wonderful
Pockets full of trees, and my sh*t look colorful
[Trife Da God]
We got the X-Men spinnin', on the one's and two's
No ***, no violence, leave home the guns and tools
And the grill's just cookin' up chicken and steak
And greedy a** Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin' the plate
[Interlude: ?]
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Black Thought in the house tonight
Yo, he just came from off tour, and I think he wanna spit something, yo!
[Black Thought]
Yo, we X-Ecute 'em, with the rapid fire, pealin' your face off
Sprayin' up the party, from the ceiling with napalm
Shots follow the target, I ain't gon chase ya'll
Swinging aluminum bats, that's not for baseball
It's humor, the way ya'll makin' me laugh
I'm like a, natural born hustler, gotta get that cash
The way a natural born, freak, gotta shake that a**
And anybody wanna eat, gotta break that fast
A million crabs in a barrel, try'nna make they splash
Break away fast, nice brother's finish in last
It don't, matter the speakers, or the hammers can blast
To handle your a**, frontin', I'mma take your stash
And twist it, and bake the whole, projects biscuits
This kid is a trendsetter, ya'll just misfits
Black Thought, I've been better, ya'll just forgettin' sh*t
Now it's a life or death predicament
I step in with a vendetta, then start spittin' sh*t
Then spit game, that's ridiculous, ya'll muthaf**kas insignificant
I'm three fifty seven, magnificent
Stay playin', where them bad b**ches is, you feelin' tonight
You know they feelin', let the semi automatic bend
They fend to have 'em in the ghetto, goin' at it, man
They bring it to your block, have it like Pakistan
Philly boys bringin' noise, makin' wild static, then
We trick cops, even jump out vans, and leave you
Sprayed out, stiffer than a mannequin stance
You get, laid out, clapped with mechanical hands
That kick back, cuz, you and your mans'll get zapped
Just keep, thinkin' my peoples, and peoples'll toy with
A cold blooded kill sh*t, and keep on doin' it
Cuz that's my pleasure, that's the people's enjoyment
Gangsta's holla at me, if you seekin' employment
文本歌词
Live from the PJ's - X-Ecutioners(feat. Black Thought, Ghostface Killah, Trife Da God)
One two, one two, one two, one twoSo you wanna start up, what we gonna tear sh*t up?I said let the turntables talk for me at firstAnd then I should finish the rest
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Deeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Aiyo, what up? Aiyo, what's poppin' and sh*tYo, this your man, Ghost Deini and sh*t, Trife Diesel on the sideMoney Come First, Theodore Unit, aiyo, son blind these niggazThrow bleachin'
Aiyo, aiyo, what's poppin' out in Stapleton Park, hoppin' the V'sCall Ghost, special invited host, bring through the seedsSun beamin' like a hundred degrees, yo Tone!Hurry up, get your a** in the truck, it's time to leave
Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my ClarksAnd you know, I can't iron man garments, without the stars, justDouble park, give me ten minutes or lessI overslept, my b**ch left, and my crib is a mess
"If you not down, you not an M.C. or a D.J., off the stage"
It's the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streetsAnd we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beefLittle kids, shootin' hoops on the court, playin' horseAll the young bucks, rocking new gear, try'nna floss
Say no more, let's motivate Trife, throw on your poker faceSpin around the block one time, so we can spoke the placeYeah, it's lookin' lavish, and the scene looks wonderfulPockets full of trees, and my sh*t look colorful
We got the X-Men spinnin', on the one's and two'sNo ***, no violence, leave home the guns and toolsAnd the grill's just cookin' up chicken and steakAnd greedy a** Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin' the plate
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Black Thought in the house tonightYo, he just came from off tour, and I think he wanna spit something, yo!
Yo, we X-Ecute 'em, with the rapid fire, pealin' your face offSprayin' up the party, from the ceiling with napalmShots follow the target, I ain't gon chase ya'llSwinging aluminum bats, that's not for baseballIt's humor, the way ya'll makin' me laughI'm like a, natural born hustler, gotta get that cashThe way a natural born, freak, gotta shake that a**And anybody wanna eat, gotta break that fastA million crabs in a barrel, try'nna make they splashBreak away fast, nice brother's finish in lastIt don't, matter the speakers, or the hammers can blastTo handle your a**, frontin', I'mma take your stashAnd twist it, and bake the whole, projects biscuitsThis kid is a trendsetter, ya'll just misfitsBlack Thought, I've been better, ya'll just forgettin' sh*tNow it's a life or death predicamentI step in with a vendetta, then start spittin' sh*tThen spit game, that's ridiculous, ya'll muthaf**kas insignificantI'm three fifty seven, magnificentStay playin', where them bad b**ches is, you feelin' tonightYou know they feelin', let the semi automatic bendThey fend to have 'em in the ghetto, goin' at it, manThey bring it to your block, have it like PakistanPhilly boys bringin' noise, makin' wild static, thenWe trick cops, even jump out vans, and leave youSprayed out, stiffer than a mannequin stanceYou get, laid out, clapped with mechanical handsThat kick back, cuz, you and your mans'll get zappedJust keep, thinkin' my peoples, and peoples'll toy withA cold blooded kill sh*t, and keep on doin' itCuz that's my pleasure, that's the people's enjoymentGangsta's holla at me, if you seekin' employment
One two, one two, one two, one twoSo you wanna start up, what we gonna tear sh*t up?I said let the turntables talk for me at firstAnd then I should finish the rest
Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Theodore Deini, Deini, Deini, Deini (say what)Deeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Aiyo, what up? Aiyo, what's poppin' and sh*tYo, this your man, Ghost Deini and sh*t, Trife Diesel on the sideMoney Come First, Theodore Unit, aiyo, son blind these niggazThrow bleachin'
Aiyo, aiyo, what's poppin' out in Stapleton Park, hoppin' the V'sCall Ghost, special invited host, bring through the seedsSun beamin' like a hundred degrees, yo Tone!Hurry up, get your a** in the truck, it's time to leave
Hold on, I gotta polish my ring, throw on my ClarksAnd you know, I can't iron man garments, without the stars, justDouble park, give me ten minutes or lessI overslept, my b**ch left, and my crib is a mess
"If you not down, you not an M.C. or a D.J., off the stage"
It's the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streetsAnd we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beefLittle kids, shootin' hoops on the court, playin' horseAll the young bucks, rocking new gear, try'nna floss
Say no more, let's motivate Trife, throw on your poker faceSpin around the block one time, so we can spoke the placeYeah, it's lookin' lavish, and the scene looks wonderfulPockets full of trees, and my sh*t look colorful
We got the X-Men spinnin', on the one's and two'sNo ***, no violence, leave home the guns and toolsAnd the grill's just cookin' up chicken and steakAnd greedy a** Uncle Ronnie, yo, he lickin' the plate
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Black Thought in the house tonightYo, he just came from off tour, and I think he wanna spit something, yo!
Yo, we X-Ecute 'em, with the rapid fire, pealin' your face offSprayin' up the party, from the ceiling with napalmShots follow the target, I ain't gon chase ya'llSwinging aluminum bats, that's not for baseballIt's humor, the way ya'll makin' me laughI'm like a, natural born hustler, gotta get that cashThe way a natural born, freak, gotta shake that a**And anybody wanna eat, gotta break that fastA million crabs in a barrel, try'nna make they splashBreak away fast, nice brother's finish in lastIt don't, matter the speakers, or the hammers can blastTo handle your a**, frontin', I'mma take your stashAnd twist it, and bake the whole, projects biscuitsThis kid is a trendsetter, ya'll just misfitsBlack Thought, I've been better, ya'll just forgettin' sh*tNow it's a life or death predicamentI step in with a vendetta, then start spittin' sh*tThen spit game, that's ridiculous, ya'll muthaf**kas insignificantI'm three fifty seven, magnificentStay playin', where them bad b**ches is, you feelin' tonightYou know they feelin', let the semi automatic bendThey fend to have 'em in the ghetto, goin' at it, manThey bring it to your block, have it like PakistanPhilly boys bringin' noise, makin' wild static, thenWe trick cops, even jump out vans, and leave youSprayed out, stiffer than a mannequin stanceYou get, laid out, clapped with mechanical handsThat kick back, cuz, you and your mans'll get zappedJust keep, thinkin' my peoples, and peoples'll toy withA cold blooded kill sh*t, and keep on doin' itCuz that's my pleasure, that's the people's enjoymentGangsta's holla at me, if you seekin' employment
