mc2 - Ego! (feat. UGM)

I'ma get a hit up outta this bitch one way up or another
Gotta do this shit for my mama and my brotha
Niggas need me, nigga these lines gotta lead me
To better shit, whatever I hook gotta feed me
Believe me, my nigga yeah this life is tough
Lately I been feeling like I ain't doing enough
Haters think I'm doing too much
And my ex probably thinking I'ma call em if that nigga blowup
And shit it's coo if she still fine
Low key I think about it like it's still mine
Girl come make and track a nigga
Get a plat a with nigga, then I beat it like I'm Illmind
Nah treat me like a winner baby
I let my ego talk, and last year ego walk
And that nigga made nigga this year better
Souping these rap niggas down to the letter
I been in the lab like I gotta vendetta
No def, but the jams been hotter than a sweater
Fuck yo feelings nigga this is my Beretta
I just took aim now these rappers look wetter
Rappers look wetter
I just took aim at these lame muthafukas
Thinking they could outshine, nah nigga you could never, bitch
Every nigga is a star
That mean I'm from outer space
With my melanated skin
All my niggas feelin' great
Keepin' my head on swivel
Niggas assume that I'm simple
But peep though
Ya baby momma callin' on me for the freak show
I keep it humble you ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
You ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
Hell nah you ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
Nigga this is just a free throw
Hell yea this is just a fuckin' free throw nigga
We don't talk to niggas that aint UP this high better elevate
I show you how to get it not a second late
Wait, listen I'm a hip hop scholar
The best, no sweat I can chill in a sauna
Cool calm collect, who want the best
Niggas sleepin' on my style like a true narcolept
Cuz I raise the bar like it came off the chest
And I flex on these rappers who thought they had next
Check, ahead of my time so stop watchin
Smeaz never droppin' the ball I'm John Stockton
Non stoppin'
I land punchlines for niggas who be wantin' the smoke I'm hotboxin
Yo, so you can miss me wit that
Tryna show y'all niggas that we really can rap
Crossed over to ya lane and we killin' the track
Pass the baton to my nigga this a victory lap
Gettin' money for these lyrics like it cost to think
Shorty wanna connect, I said it cost to link
With this energy baby you gotta pause and think
Why Q and Smeazy stay connected like frost and minks
I'm too clever
Hotter than a sumo wrestler in two sweaters
Sharper than some cheese Smeaz is too cheddar
Please do better
Cuz I be leaving niggas shell shocked from the turtle neck up I'm too Shredder
Never, ever bring ya girl around
The way I do it so she like me now
She like my mental space, the way I write profound
She wanna ride the wave and how I pipe it down
And we gon' dip, but please know this
The emcees on point like a needle tip
With these lyrical bullets yo I don't need no clip
Somebody find my luggage before I ego trip
Bang
Every nigga is a star
That mean I'm from outer space
With my melanated skin
All my niggas feelin' great
Keepin' my head on swivel
Niggas assume that I'm simple
But peep though
Ya baby momma callin' on me for the freak show
I keep it humble you ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
You ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
Hell nah you ain't fuckin wit my ego
Hell nah you ain't fuckin' with this ego nigga
Nigga this is just a free throw
Hell yea this is just a fuckin' free throw nigga

Written by:
Keith Passmore, Louis Iverson

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