stik figa x conductor williams - the ego lyrics
[intro]
am i the meanest? (sho nuff!)
am i the prettiest? (sho nuff!)
am i the baddest, m+f+ lowdown round this town! (sho nuff!)
stik figa, mane!
[verse]
everything i’m not, but, everything i ought to be
i’m trying to get a knot while jotting out of poverty
in all honesty, i’m obviously an oddity
speaking scholarly over fried fish and collard greens
and i got to drink every drop of the hennessey
never been concerned with the thoughts of my enemies
what’s between us but time and proximity
yall cannot limit me, raw, what’s got into me
it’s called energy i’m carrying no animus
hardly glamourous but moving like a champion
everyone’s an expert, a pundit or +n+lyst
they all got opinions but when you need them they can’t assist
ain’t that a b+tch, i’m still representing kansas
feeling fantastic at a disadvantage
don’t ask where my hands been
it’s blood on the canvas
i was never rappin’ for no instagram caption
the town was picking sides and i ain’t get to decide
quick to divide always friction when these n+ggas collide
victims of pride tension thicker than your b+tch or your bride
missing a guide we knew the law we just didn’t abide
a headcase, inhaled paint that’s lead+based
white boys did the same with markers got red+faced
i guess, aye? n+ggas was just staying on bread chase
cutting through the red tape left others as dead weight
corrupt intel was downloaded to the database
drew off inspiration anyway and never had to trace
steeped in reality dreams that i had to chase
dancing in the rain wearing masks like a masquerade
roaches in the dishes must’ve misplaced the bug spray
the only way to get a thug paid was the drug trade
trying to find a plug mane, a jesus, or jorge
for the pay the homies dug graves enough’s enough mane
a difficult circumstance can hurt your chance
from the word advance
hoop, rap, sell crack, or learn to dance
my peers is disillusioned shoot you down they heard your plans
trying to shape the outcome and it might just hurt your hands
it had me thinking i’m too humble to brag
the quarterback throws a pass i won’t fumble the bag
agile on the grass won’t stumble when tagged
i ain’t mad get your cash if you mumble then rap
cause, you can’t do what i do on the hot seat
on the block like a lochness, where they lock c’s
where the laws scream freeze!
[gunshot]
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