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    [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

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    [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 xxxx about a sweet, soul singer
    I bring the soul to this shit
    I'll xxxx 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 xxxx but they mean it

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