Tech N9ne
"Ego Trippin'"

Verse 1: Tech N9ne
Ey, by now everybody breathin' should be into this
With us even have a membership lovin' me when I begin to rip
But there be some that when I hinder the sinister nemesis
Cuz I'm grim a bit, I am at the end of what I'm finna get
Intricate I'll finish it witta diss fun of his but I get no benefit
I am not a demon cuz I'm always beamin' in on some sinner shit
This shall replenish this menace in glitsed up men've sit on my syndicate
This genesis will spit and diminish shiiiiit (Chorus)

Chorus: Krizz Kaliko
I done took all I can stands, and I can't stands no more
When we bust they clap their hands *Blast, Blast* Clap, clap till their hands are sore.
And possibly could you be afraid of me (afraid of me)
Be careful who you're fuckin' with, boy don't let your ego trip.

Verse 2: Tech N9ne
I can't stands no more like I was Popeye
Then I got my spinach and now the industry dropped by
When I rocked a spot my plot's to be shot high in a dark sky in hops I... will not die
They really are scared of me they said that T would not fly
And credit was deaded but he kinectly sped up and guap rised
Off the top I - will not lie
Bread is my fetish and I really get it that's why I'm a dreaded hip-hop guy
So stop try, do not pry and me won't have to bring the glock by nigga hot fry
Did ya mami witta soft sigh lost why?
Because the jammy did her man like standing on pot pie
And now I keep bitches that'll make Dennis Hof buy twat
I be so paper that it make the cops spy
And now the haters tryin' to mock my walk to the top dynamic and they not I
Boss N9ne!

Chorus: Krizz Kaliko
I done took all I can stands, and I can't stands no more
When we bust they clap their hands *Blast, Blast* Clap, clap till their hands are sore.
And possibly could you be afraid of me (afraid of me)
Be careful who you're fuckin' with, boy don't let your ego trip.