Got tints on my windows, so you can't see in
Peckerwood stats classic, like slim pickins
Got a gun, ain't a Uzi but it weighs a ton
It's B-Boy punk rock 2001
With high resolution in the late pm
You know this type of shit happens everyday
Pack it up, pack it in, baby, once again
Emcee am I, people call me Ev
Whitey Ford
X-Men keep winnin'
It's B-Boy punk rock 2001
Got all your cars bouncin' like a bunch of Mexicans
X-Men keep winnin'
It goes one for the thugs, two for the chickens
Check it out y'all
Fuck the Democrats and Republicans
No way to wreck me
Ain't no way to check me
You see this type of shit happens everyday
Stiller than night, I'ma see my light
Give us six turntables and a mic to blaze
On the top of the Marquee kid, bill me right
I burn hotter than the heat, that's made by sun
Check it out y'all
You know it ain't right but yo it's okay
It's just one emcee and four DJ's
You claim to keep it real but still comin' out phony
It's B-Boy punk rock 2001
When I'm bustin' up the party, hear my engine rev
I'ma said it like Pun in the house of fun
World keeps spinnin'
'Cause see this type of shit happens everyday
And shit gets hectic if you disrespecting
Porter rock style, I'll touch you like Tony
It's B-Boy punk rock 2001
Check it out y'all
X-Men keep winnin'
X-Men scratch the beat while I drop this gem
X-Ecutioner style
