Ego Trippin (part Three) Lyrics

Ego Trippin (part Three) lyrics

(Once again my friend the funky beat has hold and we going on down to
the
A.M. for you and your friend sounds here tough on the ear You
know that
coming at you so loud and clear so you have no fear we got
the voice of the
people's choice the man with the plan who's got the
the groove that makes
you move take your body higher set your soul
on fire playing so dance to the
beat and move your feet, top
performers cold hardcore music
deejays....)
(Ego trip, ego trip, taking a train to the ego
trip)
POS:
Johnny fever, I won't catch
I'm Mr. Shockin' body rockin'
finger pop I never stop
That means I run it to the break
'Cause I'm a
sugar blizzard
I'll blow you like a chicken and stab you in your
gizzard
Nah nah, let me back that up
I think I'll freakin' shoot
ya
Parlay and smoke a L with my honey for the future
Man, I'm happy as
can be 'cause I got my OE
Nah nah, let me back that up, let me back that
up
Johnny fever, I won't catch
I'm Mr. Shockin' body rockin' finger pop I
never stop
That means I run it to the break
'Cause I'm a sugar
blizzard
So when I come girls run the tongue like a lizard
Yo, my style
was created from the tapes of boys and girls
WHo had the second generation
dubs of crews at Harlem World
Like the Fearless, the Crush, the
Furious
Where I transform to the physical in the Latin Quarters
I was
curious to how Kris and Scott blew the stage
Back then I didn't know you
kept the ego front page
I didn't know you had to keep the ego front
page
I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
I didn't know you
had to keep the ego front page
Like my man from Black Moon when he enters
the stage
I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
I didn't know
you had to keep the ego front page
DOVE:
I got seventeen kids who speak
to peak rhythms
And they all know I didn't come to make any sense
I heard
Mikey Roads bust licks like
"Hey ma, what's for dinner?", spit cuss like a
winner
Malibu down 'cause they can't see the standard I clown
Bundles and
bags is sniffin' like
Dragons (ow) and dragons (oww!) and dragons
(OOWW!!)
Hit the pit stop on the corner 'cause I see brothers
flaggin'
Party on the moon but first I gots to spoon
It's wiggle your ass
man, you made the jam jiggle like
Whoomp, not that, ain't it? I hit the
elephant
Damn, Super Lover Man, your shit look thick
But first things
first I'm gonna take it to the sea
The Chattanooga champ is gonna take it to
the sea
I'm the employer, you're my employee
You gots to bust your ass for
the cash money
Double on a bobo, Mr Bartender
Got to make this tree look
pretty tonight
I'm on a kite, never trippin' on the ego
You know how we
go, if I had a million bucks
I'd go buy me an Amigo, a house and a pinball
machine
Slip myself some Spanish Fly and wet dream
Amazing how I zoom to
the pervert mode
You wanna know why, you ask me why
(Why you trippin'?)
(Good love, good love)
You wanna know why, you ask me why
(Why you
trippin'?) (Good love, good love)
You wanna know why, you ask me why
(Why
you trippin'?) (Good love, good love)
Do you wanna know why, you ask me
why
POS:
Well you wanna know why, I'll tell you why
Classic example of
a date rape
Check the moves in the laces so the shoes won't fake
Standing
on the bread, honey take the moves to the head
DOVE:
Nah nah nah, just
sit to this permanent
'Cause I'm a never movin', I clown it like
Get
down, get down on the illegitimate
Yes I am the Chattanooga
I know this
girl named Joelle, her mama drives a Cougar
POS:
Ay yo, I flaunt gets way
beyond the bets
Little girl be cheesin' when I'm twirling her
barrettes
I'm entering through the centre in 'cause she sweats
Now her
Mister needs to see if my construction can be kept
I run it back to when I
had Millie in the sack
Where she did the nothing 'cause her father showed
her something
I ain't frontin', I'm mashing all the comp 'cause I'm
thorough
Like crack, that's here to clear the inner city boroughs
But
jump inside your mind so there's no escapism
Yo, De La Soul is here to stay
like racism
You wack-ass rappers, they don't take much to see
If you
don't sync with my mental
What the fuck makes you think you can touch
me?
Well anyway, I'm levelling the masses, which gets me asses
Now tell
me who be the tramp
Hey yo honey, what the fuck you riffin' about?
Love
should have brought me home but sex kept me out
Love should have brought me
home but sex kept me out
Love should have brought me home but sex kept me
out
Hey yo honey, what the fuck you riffin' about?
Love should have
brought me home but sex kept me out
(Lesson three, lesson three, lesson
three, lesson three)
(Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip)
(What you
want, nigga, what you want)