Negro Wit' An Ego
(专辑: Blacks' Magic - 1990)
Here we go (yo), I'm a
negro with an ego So? Don't tell me what I'm doing 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 trying to be sexy Dismiss is quick with a
miss like a
tongue 'Cause 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 trying to connive me Slow your roll, you don't even know me I'm not a
militant, but I'm equivalent 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 'cause I'm a
negro with an ego Yo, that don't go Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race I'm black, and I'm proud to be a
African-American soul sister Using 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 Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Porsche, Benz, and BM's are all suitable For people who sell pharmaceuticals 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 'Cause Salt and Pepa's always very respectable Sometimes we get crazy and outta hand But it's all in the
fun of making 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 Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race