X Ecutioner Style

by Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark

the top!
the top!
the top!
the top top!
the top!
the top!
the top!
the top!
the top!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP! (im talkin ta you)
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
I'm about to [glass shaters]!
Wasn't that fun?
Lets try something else, else, else, else
45 caliber killer but outta the filla
Elevated show your brothas how your not a gorilla
Smooth talking fully automatic weapon constiller
Taste thrilla, great filler
Hit him with the bounce stiller
Filthy stinking standing on the side grounded
Still be sinking submerging in the parks
Still be linkin plucked beats when it starts ta
Hope your thinking its not a mirage
Im in a mother fucking tractor from outta garage
Well if you could duck but its hard to dodge
In the back of that spine where my darts is large
Gone flippin straight up ripping apart your squad
X-Ecutioner's style cuts and blends
Like a syringe banging you in each of your limbs
See me coming through your body hard
Without no body guard
Smoking something, stomping on each of your tims
I'm the B to the L the A to the C king
And when it comes to planning the thought, keeping thinking this
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!
SHUT UP!

X-Ecutioner Style

by Less than jake

From the top
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up when I?m talking to you
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
I?m about to br?
Wasn?t that fun?
Let?s try something else
Forty-five caliber killa
but out of the philla-dela-realla
show yall brothas how you not a guerilla
Smooth talking, fully automatic weapon concealer
Taste thriller, break thriller
Let?s hit ?em with the bounce filler
Filthy stinking, standing on solid ground
And still be sinking, submerging in the parks
Still be linking, plucked beef when it starts
To fuck your thinking, it?s not a mirage
I?m in the motherfucking tractor, yo, from out the garage
With an if, you to duck, but it?s hard to dodge
In the back of the spine where my dawgs, they lie
Going to flip it straight up, ripping apart your squad
X-ecutioner style, cuts and blends like a syringe
Hanging you from each of your limbs
See me coming through the party hard without no bodyguard
Smoking something, stomping on each of you Tims
I?m the B-to-the-L, the A, the C, K
And when it comes to planning
The thought to keep thinking, man
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up