Double XX Posse - Executive Cla** lyrics

[Intro Scratched] Hey we get it We get it Hey we get it Get it Hey we get it We get it Hey we get it Get it [Verse 1 MC Sugar Ray] Boogie with the man in control cause I'ma kick it For the executive cla**, so get your ticket I flow with the gift to uplift and for those that riff I'm not the one to be (Beep sound) with Sugar is like Russian Roulette So take it as a word to the wise and just step Rapping is the tool and now's the time For me to put the rush in effect and go for mine Fullspeed indeed to uncheck my seat Stranger you with me, bad The posse is on point for the wreck cause I break [?] cause it's cake Put your mic down, the rest is mine, now And I'm so sure your sore girls gatter around News at 12, tune in for the Broadcast This is how we live in the executive cla** [Hook scratched] Martin Luther King In the executive cla** Malcolm X In the executive cla** Booker T Washington In the executive cla** Marcus Garvey [Verse 2 MC Sugar Ray] Listen up, I think it's time for you to know Together with the rest of the world that I'm foe I'm here to tell the factss, double X is tax And I'ma proof it on wax We're about to make that move just like [?] Demonstrating status of my repertore I boogey to the end, the mic's my friend And I can tell the line without halfstepping Forget about the talk, can you walk the walk? If not and you're scared, then get a dog Sugar Ray's complete with, I'm far from sweetness [?] Jokers are forced to keep wondering How the Sugar daddy can do it without blundering I'm letting you know I'm like Tyson Putting s**ers heads to bed because I'm nice And I'm holding, so Jockeys holler at 'Cause the rules are strict in the executive cla** [Hook Scratched] Louis Farrakhan In the executive cla** Coretta Scott King In the executive cla** Nelson Mandela In the executive cla** [?] In the executive cla** [Scratching] [Verse 3 MC Sugar Ray] The executive cla**, that's the thing And I'm all about bringing it crystal clean Funky fresh I don't fess, I progress Each and everyday but never the last I radiate state to state and come straight Compared to Sugar Ray, you're a lightweight Lost inside the sauce with no remorse Tossed like a salad now who's the boss, huh? I got stock combined with fridges so stop wishing it Sneak off cause I'm dissing Those who choose to pop sh**, forget it I crash and mash it when I'm done that's it One by one my son, try to get some And word is bond, you can s** on your thumb I can take a rapper and read him like right on And rock a block party all night until dawn The end I thought to verbally smash em Freaks a tip, the executive cla** [Hook scratched] Jesse Jackson In the executive cla** Frederick Dougla** In the executive cla** Harriet Tubman In the executive cla** Dr Charles Drew In the executive cla** [Scratching] [Outro] To keep it in the family I want to send This one out to my brothers Reggie Reg and Easy A chilling heart I also want to say peace to my main man, Peter Born And to the super producer Mel-O Mell, Chillin In the executive cla**