Negro Wit' an Ego

Here we go, I'm a Negro with an ego (Yo) 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 peed 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 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 'cuz 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 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 Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Porche, Benz and BM's are all suitable For people who sell pharmaceutical 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-N-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 Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Faith, faith Faith, faith Faith, faith