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X-Man Lyrics

by Sadat X

f/ Diamond D



[Sadat X]

You can call me X-Man, X-Man {repeats and fades



[Hook: Diamond D & (Sadat)]

Make the joints thats hot

It's Sadat (But chu' can call me X-Man)

Roll in ya city and blow up the spot

It's Sadat (But chu' can call me X-Man)

Never catch me assed out, learn to keep a knot

It's Sadat (But chu' can call me X-Man)

Gettin' love from Eden Wall down to Pink Dot

It's Sadat (But chu' can call me X-Man)



[Sadat X]

My nigga Diamond, he stay double timin'

Sometimes he make the beats other times he be rhymin'

Big pimp, can I walk with the limp and join ya fair, air play

Niggas need to hear this, I got something to say

In the winter we sportin' coats

In the summer, on boats

Playin' low cause the floss niggas are the first ones to go

If I seen it once, I seen it happen a thousand times

Niggas left from multiples to plan, these bullets hurt

That's real blood on ya shirt

My nigga beat June if he tune a new tune

He stay home, only come out on rare occasions

Parties, get-togethers, and low celebrations

Cause that way a nigga won't have a track on you

Cause now a days a scared nigga'll pull a mack on you

I'm tryin' to see gray hair

Meanwhile, my son is runnin' around in full warfare

They wanna take it there



[Hook]



[Sadat X]

Now picture if a nigga wrote my rhyme but I said it

Nigga said it was hot so who gets the credit

Now that's that role shit, I can't understand it

If somebody wrote shit, put it out there I demand it

Now my nigga Black Rob he ain't down with that

And my man OC, he ain't down with that

I've seen kids get chopped at the top of they game

And low-ball kids get jerked and it's all the same

You scream some R&B shit, they been doin' it for years

Like I really give a fuck about a sweet, soul singer

I bring the soul to this shit

I'll fuck around and bring a hole to this shit

And I could go on but I ain't realy bout makin' no hate song

Let's raise our glasses, CHEERS

The world done flipped like one thousand years

And we seen it

I run with niggas that talk shit but they mean it



[Hook]