De La Soul - Ego Trippin (Part Three) lyrics

(Once again my friend the funky beat has
Hold and we going on down to
The AM 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)