Tytuł: Negro Wit' An Ego

• Wykonawca: Salt N Pepa
• Wyświetleń: 236

Here we go (yo), I'm a negro with an ego
  So? Don't tell me what I'm doin' is illegal
  No, I resort to violence only when provoked
  Contrary to rumors, I'm no joke
  If I sound hard it's because I'm pee-ed off
  And do you wanna know why? Go 'head, tell 'em, Salt
  All right, let me explain what upset me
  No, we ain't tryin' to be sexy
  Dismiss is quick with a miss like a tongue
  Cuz I'd run if I was a chick, pick up a hit list
  And I'm-a kick it like this
  
  The word is out, you played me out
  I won't scream and shout, straighten it out now
  Don't lie and spy, stop tryin' to connive me
  Slow your roll, you don't even know me
  I'm not a militant, but I'm equivilant
  To an activist, all I'm after is cheer among all
  I don't care if they're big or small, short or tall
  We've got to stand to fall, ain't that right, y'all?
  
  Now all I can talk about is what I know
  And all I know about is what I witness
  What I witness is what I see
  Me, way below status quo cuz I'm a negro with an ego
  Yo, that don't go
  
  [CHORUS]
  Put some faith in your race
  Put some faith in your race [repeat]
  
  I'm black, and I'm proud to be a
  African-American soul sister
  Usin' my mind as a weapon, a lethal injection
  And oh yes, I'm the best in whatever I do
  I do better, I'm clever
  I never half-step ask Salt or Pepa
  We're partners in rhyme, one of a kind
  This affair is rare, and you will never find
  Another like me, gimme the mic, it's mine
  Keep your mitts off this, yo, Salt, it's time
  To let the public know the subject of the show
  Is what America calls a negro with an ego
  Yo, that don't go, that's a negative so...
  
  [CHORUS]
  
  Porche, Benz, and BM's are all suitable
  For people who sell pharmacuticles
  That's a stereotype, that's the hype
  Don't ask me why I have an attitude (all right)
  When I drop a nine-eleven on my 200C
  The cops are surprised to see a minority
  Behind the wheel of this car, it must be narcotics
  How else could she have got it?
  A brown-skinned female with two problems to correct
  Wrong color, wrong sex
  
  Sometimes I feel the real deal is to be a rebel
  But that would bring me down to their level
  I won't settle for that, it's unacceptable
  Cuz Salt and Pepa's always very respectable
  Sometimes we get crazy and outta hand
  But it's all in the fun of makin' everybody dance
  I'm proud of who and what I am so call me a negro with an ego
  And get ready to go blow for blow
  
  [CHORUS]