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Curb Your Ego Lyrics - Artist : Canibus
Alright fellas. Listen, let's get real this morning, you gotta kick the ego, to the curb. You just gotta get it, and kick it, and throw it to the side. The male ego has a tendency to create more damage, than good. And a lot of times, our ego, simply gets in the way
[Seven Spherez:] Yo it's the murder prequel serving heat at the third degree, bro You rappers need to stay in your lane, and curb your ego Hurt the beat, burning MC's with the verbal free-flow You rappers need to stay in your lane, and curb your ego [x2] It's the ravenous rap savages, damaging wack amateurs Trapped in a black cavern, the hazardous track ravellers Snap on you cats, snack on you rappers that act fabulous Backing Jack, when I flatten twats in their jacked amulets Fantabulous, feel the wrath of these gas canisters All you rappers with lax to the track landed with Canibus Handle this biz right, spit light, like the hammer click The only time you shoot with those cannons is snap camera pics Rap vandalist, with his hand on the can, angling Dangling off the building, revealing the craft's manuscript Planning shit with candles, ripping anarchist with ganja lit Popping tags, till I'm fucking drowning in Mandarin Hand in the throne, battle your clique while I stand on my own But rappers are running from me like I'm standing here banging the chrome My hand when he strangle a clone The seven we gang to the bone Step into the cypher get beheaded like Ann Boleyn [?] [Canibus:] Aight, enough about him, let's talk about me 'Cause every now and then I gotta speak my piece I could curb my own ego and still get it off When I walk I break off chunks of Himalayan salt I receive my blessings from projecting my love I'd rather do that than stain swords with blood Easy-peasy rice and cheesy but don't get touchy-feely Get punched in the neck for being greedy My living quarters are cold with poisonous mold Been living down here since zero years old In the name of the Creator, I rose Remove the millstone from my own neck bones, so I can spit what I wrote In return, I was enhanced manifold and saw spiritual growth For you to find out and for me to know How I weld words together, separately plasma cut into letters A ripper forever, nobody do it better |
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