the A.M. for you and your friend  sounds here tough on the ear  You
 know that  coming at you so loud and clear so you have no fear we got
 the voice of the people's choice  the man with the plan who's got the
 the groove that makes you move  take your body higher  set your soul
 on fire  playing so dance to the beat and move your feet, top
 performers cold hardcore music deejays....)
 (Ego trip, ego trip, taking a train to the ego trip)
 POS:
 Johnny fever, I won't catch
 I'm Mr. Shockin' body rockin' finger pop I never stop
 That means I run it to the break
 'Cause I'm a sugar blizzard
 I'll blow you like a chicken and stab you in your gizzard
 Nah nah, let me back that up
 I think I'll freakin' shoot ya
 Parlay and smoke a L with my honey for the future
 Man, I'm happy as can be 'cause I got my OE
 Nah nah, let me back that up, let me back that up
 Johnny fever, I won't catch
 I'm Mr. Shockin' body rockin' finger pop I never stop
 That means I run it to the break
 'Cause I'm a sugar blizzard
 So when I come girls run the tongue like a lizard
 Yo, my style was created from the tapes of boys and girls
 WHo had the second generation dubs of crews at Harlem World
 Like the Fearless, the Crush, the Furious
 Where I transform to the physical in the Latin Quarters
 I was curious to how Kris and Scott blew the stage
 Back then I didn't know you kept the ego front page
 I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
 I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
 I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
 Like my man from Black Moon when he enters the stage
 I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
 I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page
 DOVE:
 I got seventeen kids who speak to peak rhythms
 And they all know I didn't come to make any sense
 I heard Mikey Roads bust licks like
 "Hey ma, what's for dinner?", spit cuss like a winner
 Malibu down 'cause they can't see the standard I clown
 Bundles and bags is sniffin' like
 Dragons (ow) and dragons (oww!) and dragons (OOWW!!)
 Hit the pit stop on the corner 'cause I see brothers flaggin'
 Party on the moon but first I gots to spoon
 It's wiggle your ass man, you made the jam jiggle like
 Whoomp, not that, ain't it? I hit the elephant
 Damn, Super Lover Man, your shit look thick
 But first things first I'm gonna take it to the sea
 The Chattanooga champ is gonna take it to the sea
 I'm the employer, you're my employee
 You gots to bust your ass for the cash money
 Double on a bobo, Mr Bartender
 Got to make this tree look pretty tonight
 I'm on a kite, never trippin' on the ego
 You know how we go, if I had a million bucks
 I'd go buy me an Amigo, a house and a pinball machine
 Slip myself some Spanish Fly and wet dream
 Amazing how I zoom to the pervert mode
 You wanna know why, you ask me why
 (Why you trippin'?) (Good love, good love)
 You wanna know why, you ask me why
 (Why you trippin'?) (Good love, good love)
 You wanna know why, you ask me why
 (Why you trippin'?) (Good love, good love)
 Do you wanna know why, you ask me why
 POS:
 Well you wanna know why, I'll tell you why
 Classic example of a date rape
 Check the moves in the laces so the shoes won't fake
 Standing on the bread, honey take the moves to the head
 DOVE:
 Nah nah nah, just sit to this permanent
 'Cause I'm a never movin', I clown it like
 Get down, get down on the illegitimate
 Yes I am the Chattanooga
 I know this girl named Joelle, her mama drives a Cougar
 POS:
 Ay yo, I flaunt gets way beyond the bets
 Little girl be cheesin' when I'm twirling her barrettes
 I'm entering through the centre in 'cause she sweats
 Now her Mister needs to see if my construction can be kept
 I run it back to when I had Millie in the sack
 Where she did the nothing 'cause her father showed her something
 I ain't frontin', I'm mashing all the comp 'cause I'm thorough
 Like crack, that's here to clear the inner city boroughs
 But jump inside your mind so there's no escapism
 Yo, De La Soul is here to stay like racism
 You wack-ass rappers, they don't take much to see
 If you don't sync with my mental
 What the fuck makes you think you can touch me?
 Well anyway, I'm levelling the masses, which gets me asses
 Now tell me who be the tramp
 Hey yo honey, what the fuck you riffin' about?
 Love should have brought me home but sex kept me out
 Love should have brought me home but sex kept me out
 Love should have brought me home but sex kept me out
 Hey yo honey, what the fuck you riffin' about?
 Love should have brought me home but sex kept me out
 (Lesson three, lesson three, lesson three, lesson three)
 (Ego trip, ego trip, ego trip, ego trip)
 (What you want, nigga, what you want