B-boy Punk Rock 2001 (feat. Everlast)

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