Music Video

Ego
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Vocals
Jack White
Jack White
Guitar
Louis Cato
Louis Cato
Bass
Chris Sholar
Chris Sholar
Guitar
Casey Benjamin
Casey Benjamin
Soprano Saxophone
George "DJ Scratch" Spivey
George "DJ Scratch" Spivey
Scratches
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter
Jack White
Jack White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Producer
Blair Wells
Blair Wells
Recording Engineer
Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy Lubsey
Jeremy Lubsey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ego, ego Skip it, trippin in my mind Ego, ego Skip it, trippin in my mind Ego, ego Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy Ego Ego I got one, you got one, and now we equal Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people Sometimes it has connotations of evil Sometimes niggas call on it when they need to It's called the ego Ay, it's hard to really make the subject positively stated Some may hate it and some might overrate it It's a top story and you rarely see a trend So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen, it's called the ego Come up with an idea, and no one seems to get it Then every time you mention it, they stare like you're two-headed But one day in your cubicle your idea really comes to view Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you She put you on the aces of all the stripper places That has the kinda clientele where niggas trickle very well You beg her and you plead her and you tuck away your ego She knows you need the dicking and she knows you need the people They call you fat and lazy, your commentary crazy They photoshop your face on a box of McCormick gravy And now that inner voice, the ego, making you get wavy Change your diet, hit the gym and say "What were you saying to me?" The ego makes you do it, it makes you face the music Or run away from life so fast that you'll outsprint Carl Lewis That has you think your deceptive ways of being untruest Had the prettiest brown eyes but you change them shits to bluest It's the ego Ooo, Jack White Ooo, Jack White A celebrated genius, my dick game's the meanest I'll take the girl that's augmented, new me is invented I'll take the biggest house in Calabassas Anyone for Michael Phelps swimming classes? You need it when you're balling, equally when you're falling Or when those kids in school on your locker they get to scrawling Epithets is racist are stupid and mean in nature Something that can make you feel stronger when people hate ya Ego make you violent, or govern like a tyrant Or switch ya dictionary's word from vibrant to vivrant Fool the thirsty people, selling tap water in bottles Fooled a girl with NYU scholarship, now she models Ego has no ending, has people pretending Religious zealots get jealous 'cause guys want their defending This is the last Tribe and our ego hopes that you felt us And closing for our ego, we know only God can help us Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego [?] Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind Ego, ego Spit the truth right in my mind
Writer(s): Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, John Anthony White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out