Tekster: De La Soul. Ego Trippin' (Part Two).

I'm buggin'
E ghostbusters
Mercy mercy
(Ego trip, ego trip)
Mercy
(Ego trip, ego trip)
Mercy

Aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah

Yep, yep, big trucker man's rollin' in town
How ya do, how ya do
I got the joints to make ya
(Jump)
Because I'm headin' eastbound
Tired of the merry go round and around

And everybody's talkin' 'bout you're so funny
But they still tellin' lies to me
I got the trees in my backyard
And it's hard for them to tell a lie to me

And who's the foot, I'm the foot but who's steppin'
(Ain't no half steppin')
You know where I'm steppin'
Skirts play wit it 'cause I'm slick like that
I'm the greatest MC in the world

You gots to gimme, gimme mine
'Cause I'm heavy when I weigh it
Watch the way I say it
(Ego trip)
Change my pitch up, smack my bitch up, I never did it
The flavor's bein' butt but brothers ain't gettin' it

Get it or else you're a goner
When I rolls over ya gonna have to wanna lamp
'Cause it's the chattanooga champ
Takin' a train, takin' a train, takin' a train, takin' a train

Now I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
Well, I'm the hourglass cat
Drug it out of jack
For Jill

'Cause I spilled the phenomenon
Pack the holes in my lawn
The girls in my sauna
Word is born I'm a livin' phenomenon

Well, I'm a better brand 'cause I'm a Superman
I run the block with my circle 'cause I'm Nubian
I got the platinum rust, so don't even fuss
'Cause DJ Paul, he's down wit us

Now people stop takin' my stylin' for a joke
I don't sassafrass I put the foot up the ass
Sometimes I'm fast, blow off like a seal
When they reminisce over you
For real

Mase chopped the record down to the bone
And now Renee King is on my telephone
But I got the ring, ring, ha, ha, hey, hey
'Cause this type of shit it happens everyday
I got to make me a connection so my imports stuff
(Word)

Wo, word 'em up, 'cause I'm so fly
Yes on and on
I'm ins like [unverified] go buy my yacht
I got Gills like Johnny, sail at 7 elf
(Well, good for ya)
Bigger than bigs, dig it
(I dug it)
Ways that amazes popes

I am the is equals is 'cause it's caught up
When the tides taught me the ropes
No weights for the baits
(Man I'll give you four)
For a verb unheard of
(Man gimme one more)

Alright you got it if you're special
With a dapper toe tapper when a lot's goin' on
(And ain't a damn thing happenin')
The answer to the riddle is me and here's the question

Who can be
(Fresh?)
Who can be
(Dope?)
Who can be
(Nice?)

Who can be
(Beautiful?)
Who can be
(Word?)
Who can be

Me be the Jericho turnpike bandit
Yes, competition try to troupe my way
I sing the song you never heard before
I feed the famine in your mind
So mind ya manners baby

I run a line on ya
Lay ya on the springs then sway ya
All this and a condom 'cause I be a taxpayer
Promotin' of a moccasin, I skin like Danny Boone

When I swallow hear the
(Gulp)
So give me room just give me room back the hell up
Back the hell up
Know what I'm sayin'
Or when I run the mic there won't be no delayin'
Pressure 40 does it like a Easy Bake oven

Blues got the muffin
Eat it
Blues got the muffin
Eat it
Intoxicate many wit my talk
Without intoxicatin' myself low
So I gots to walk slow but
Don't you get too high

Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip
Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip

Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah

Somebody's cryin'?
I know somebody's cryin'
Who's cryin'?
Yo, somebody's cryin' here
(Trippin' down the fuckin' stairs, yeah)