Lyrics
Chorus 2x: (X-posure)
You damn right SCX is tight,
Hostile takeover, believe the hype, (believe the hype)
And I told you all eyes remain on chi-town,
I'll be damned if the hype dies down,
Verse 1:
I've stepped in again/ bad as sin,
The illness returns with no medicine,
No known survival/ death to my rivals,
I'm here for the title/ ghetto idle,
Whitie right tempo/ stuck in ya temple,
we poppin' like pimples/ nigga we official,
The best known assassin/ without weapons flashing,
Not even with attacking/ just with rapping,
Believe the hype/ X is tight,
When the beat strikes you'll know I'm right,
I'm making waves/ it's a early grave,
For those who play/ against X get slayed,
The flow is so efficient/ the boy is proficient,
I spit out a sentence/ with no type of resistance,
Listen to the crowd/ as they get loud,
I spit out bile/ sick ass style,
The mic shines/ when I rhyme,
Stain like Iodine when it comes to your mind,
Stop the storm/ you've been misinformed,
Rap reborn/ in this form,
Incoming fame/ like airplanes,
Forever change/ game not the same,
Shit ain't pretty/ in my city,
Shot more than fifty trying to talk gritty,
Fuck with the beasts/ we grind our teeth,
No time to speak/ we gotta eat,
Punchline flurry/ feel out fury,
We need this dough, watch out Pillsbury,
I've been unleashed/ again released,
Consult yo' priest/ when I speak,
Must I remind/ the darkness signs,
Plague my mind/ all the time,
Chorus 4x:
You damn right SCX is tight,
Hostile takeover, believe the hype, (believe the hype)
And I told you all eyes remain on chi-town,
I'll be damned if the hype dies down,
Verse 2:
The curse of hell/ you can't despell,
Make yo' arms flail/ leave you pale,
Give ya goosebumps/ as the music pumps,
I'm out the slump/ killing you punks,
Viral immunity/ opposite of purity,
Destroy your community/ Fuck yo' unity,
Danger like a holster/ sticky like a poster,
Hard like a bolster/ it's game over,
With this breath/ I bring death,
No safe haven, rap grand theft,
Born with the poor/ hear the four-four,
Looking to soar/ ghetto to the core,
Born for the sky/ living to die,
Look in my eye/ see no lie,
March with the soldiers/ hostile takeover,
The game is over/ industry make over,
Asthma attack/ when i'm on track,
Cause you to retract/ cause them to attract,
Struggling beautifully/ living in misery,
Flowing patiently. doing it automatically,
We revolutionaries/ this is necessary,
Never will it be buried/ forever will it be carried,
Hip-Hop's patriots/ carried by chariots,
Igniting riots/ when they try to bury it,
We bring the pain/ to these lames,
All through yo' veins/ rap cocaine,
All that pop shit/ I'm gonna stop it,
Control, cockpit/ hot as the tropic,
Sharp as a razor/ full of flavor,
A major player/ so the effect is major,
Now we comin'/ ya'll stop frontin',
We say somethin'/ ya'll say nothin',
Chorus 4x:
You damn right SCX is tight,
Hostile takeover, believe the hype, (believe the hype)
And I told you all eyes remain on chi-town,
I'll be damned if the hype dies down,
