Luyện nghe bài hát Y'All Know the Name featPharoahe Monch, Xzibit, Inspectah Deck & Skillz

"Uh.uh.uh.baby!"

"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"You out there?" "Louder!"

{Pharaohe
This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial
Black shit I master, traps collapse backwards
All access, passes without practice
Hit em, then I'ma shit on em and spit on em, and send
amount (uh) not the minimal
The oratal rock like Florida Seminole
Subliminal raps make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in creatin the pinnacle rap shit
Got Braxton lookin women collapsin
My beats get feet to steppin Fast Actin Tinactin
Dominant conference like actin
wack rap actors to get a reaction
My rips tennaments up then I'ma wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer hits on this shit
Deejays collect tips from then hit the exit
at they show the front row, usually hectic
The X shit...

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall forever win. you out there?"

Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, it
You wanna get to my but you don't hustle enough
Any attempts at touchin my stuff and I'm you up
I'm sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo' rhymes rockin
The good life is a bitch, seem like cop blockin
The is runnin out, gunnin out the police
I crack the of any nigga with beef
Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners,
Any problems, to Los Angeles and ask for me

{Inspectah
Yo castastrophe, none can match me, nasty
Manually smash ya
Veral assault and
Sparatically blast at the capacity and cause casualties
savy, niggaz blast me out the Navi'
Groupie wish she could have me
XE in back of me, hit like a
Accurately, ya don't grab me, ya still latchkey

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track... the track"
"...with hands"

I got my man Roc on the slash and cut
Rob Swift you at son, the "What What"
Sinister make em - now we to go
Last but not least, eclipse (Whatchu don't know?)
I got a question, who can see I don't know
But whatever I play, you know that Skillz flow
Shit we the feat, you can't bring us (what)
Y'all could crap if y'all was doin that shit eight fingers
Come on black, we in the of Fame
Got ya picture in our on the Wall of Shame
I expect emcees to wanna me (what)
Cuz we open up and start cuttin, you wish you was in surgery
You see the X?
Here's some nigga take yo' ass back to doin parties
better off if somebody shoot ya
And change ya to DJ I-Got-Beat-By-The-X-Ecutioners

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Fifty in the stands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands. together"
"The fall. gon' win" "You out there?" "Louder!"
"Y'all the name"

*Redman's vocal dog