Lyrics A Tribe Called Quest

A Tribe Called Quest

Ego

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'

Ego

Ego

I got one, you got one, and now we equal

Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people

Sometimes it has connotations of evil

Sometimes niggas call on it when they need to

It's called the ego

Ay, it's hard to really make the subject positively stated

Some may hate it and some may overrate it

It's a top story and you rarely see a trend

So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen, it's called the ego

Come up with an idea, and no one seems to get it

Then every time you mention it, they stare like you're two-headed

But one day in your cubicle your idea really comes to view

Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you

She put you on the aces of all the stripper places

And has the kinda clientele where niggas trick off very well

You beg her and you plead her and you tuck away your ego

She knows you need the chicken and she knows that she's your people

They call you fat and lazy, your commentary crazy

They photoshop your face on a box of McCormick gravy

And now that inner voice, the ego, making you get wavy

Change your diet, hit the gym and say "What were you saying to me?"

The ego makes you do it, it makes you face the music

Or run away from life so fast that you'll outsprint Carl Lewis

It has you think your deceptive ways of being are the truest

Had the prettiest brown eyes but you change them shits to the bluest

It's the ego

Ooh, Jack White

Ooh, Jack White

A celebrated genius, my dick game's the meanest

I'll take the girl that's augmented, new me is invented

I'll take the biggest house in Calabases

Anyone for Michael Phelps swimming classes?

You need it when you're balling, equally when you're falling

Or when those kids in school on your locker they get to scrawling

Epithets that's racist and stupid and mean in nature

Something that can make you feel stronger when people hate ya

Ego make you violent, or govern like a tyrant

Or switch ya dictionary's word from vibrant to vivrant

Fool the thirsty people, selling tap water in bottles

Fool a girl with NYU scholarship and now she models

Ego has no ending, has people pretending

Religious zealots get perilous 'cause God's will they're defending

This is the last Tribe and our ego hopes that you felt us

And closing for our ego, we know only God can help us

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind

Ego, ego

Skippin', trippin' in my mind