Ego
The Clipse ft. Pharrell Lyrics


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[Pusha T]
Yes sir...

[Chorus: x 2]
Don't let 'cha ego trick yo ass
'Cause this motherfuckin' tech will get yo ass

[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don't, that's yo ass my man

[Malice]
I got guns 'cause they got guns
I get cash they get none
So I'm sure you see where that leaves me
In the streets with two heats, both one within my reach

I speak slow, let 'em understand my speech
When I say, "Get low, these hold ten shots each
Please, don't move too fast, I scared of why'all niggas and my nerves is bad!"
So sad, but I won't think twice

We rich, we get the best judicial advice
Threaten my life with them words that they ut-ter-in'
Adrenaline pump, my heart start to flut-ter-in'
Continuous dump, that tech gets to stut-ter-in'

Left in the slump, mother and sister cud-dle-in'
And for what, 'cause you ego-trippin'
If that thing jam, it's divine intervention
Click!

[Chorus: x 2]
Don't let 'cha ego trick yo ass
'Cause this motherfuckin' tech will get yo ass

[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don't, that's yo ass my man

[Pusha T]
Even if it's talk cheap (Say what...)
You know I can't sleep on his word
Had to show him that I heard (Let's go...)
All that duct-tape-tie-up talk put in reverse

Now it's him who's in a bind on the account of his words (Yeah, you know it...)
Yeah, they talk 'bout this and that (That...)
Got it fucked up, like I'm all 'bout rap (Rap...)
Word is I'm loaded, they want a piece of that

I respond with four words, "Rat-tat-tat-tat" (In yo ass...)
Now, rap about that
I carry a human heat box, to make ya heartbeat stop (Stop...)
Some say Pusha's the coldest

Money is my morals, other than that, I'm soulless
Refuse to wake up zeroless and 0-less
Carry that shit that blow your arm out your shoulders (Bla-oww...)
Techs don't come with holsters, I'm a menace boy (Don't forget, motherfucker)

[Chorus: x 2]
Don't let 'cha ego trick yo ass
'Cause this motherfuckin' tech will get yo ass

[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don't, that's yo ass my man

[Pharrell]
Yo...
You niggas ain't fuckin' wit' us...
This is the real..
You niggas ain't fuckin' - wit' us...

This is the real..
You niggas ain't fuckin' wit' us...
This is the real..
You niggas ain't fuckin' - wit' us...





This is the real...
Bitch...

Overall Meaning

The Clipse ft. Pharrell's song Ego is a song about gun violence in the streets, with the artists warning listeners to not let their egos get the best of them or they could end up dead or in jail. Pusha T, Malice, and Pharrell all deliver verses that discuss the dangers of carrying guns, and the consequences that can come from using them. The hook is a warning to anyone who thinks they are invincible or untouchable, and is a reminder that violence can have deadly consequences. Pharrell’s line “Yes, the semi-automatic tech is known to jam, but if it don't, that's yo ass my man” is a stark reminder that guns are unpredictable and should not be taken lightly.


Malice’s verse speaks to the idea that guns beget guns, with him saying that he carries two because “they” have them too. He also talks about the fear and anxiety that come with living in a violent environment, and how easy it is for a situation to escalate and turn deadly. Pusha T’s verse is a declaration of his own power and the respect he commands in the streets, but also a warning to anyone who may try to cross him. He says that he will not hesitate to use his weapons if his life is threatened, and that he carries enough firepower to do serious damage.


Overall, the song is a cautionary tale and a commentary on the realities of gun violence. It is a reminder that carrying a gun doesn't make someone powerful, and that it can actually put them in danger. It is also a condemnation of the culture of violence that exists in some communities, and a plea for peace and restraint.


Line by Line Meaning

Yes sir...
Acknowledgment of the singer's agreement or obedience to a command


Don't let 'cha ego trick yo ass
Do not let your pride lead you astray


'Cause this motherfuckin' tech will get yo ass
Because the firearm being referred to can cause harm


"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
The semi-automatic gun may malfunction and not work as expected


But if it don't, that's yo ass my man
But if it doesn't malfunction, you will be in trouble


I got guns 'cause they got guns
I have firearms for self-defense against those who also have arms


I get cash they get none
I earn money while they do not


So I'm sure you see where that leaves me
My financial success puts me in a better position than my opponents in the streets


In the streets with two heats, both one within my reach
I am in the streets carrying two guns, with each gun accessible


I speak slow, let 'em understand my speech
I talk slowly so that my audience can clearly comprehend my words


When I say, "Get low, these hold ten shots each
When I instruct for everyone to get low, it is because I have guns that hold ten shots


Please, don't move too fast, I scared of why'all niggas and my nerves is bad!"
Please do not make sudden movements because I am afraid of everyone and my nerves are bad


So sad, but I won't think twice
It is unfortunate, but I won't give a second thought to using my guns if necessary


We rich, we get the best judicial advice
We are wealthy and can afford the best legal counsel


Threaten my life with them words that they ut-ter-in'
Others make verbal threats to take my life


Adrenaline pump, my heart start to flut-ter-in'
My adrenaline is pumped, and my heart is racing


Continuous dump, that tech gets to stut-ter-in'
I fire continuously, and the semi-automatic gun gets interrupted


Left in the slump, mother and sister cud-dle-in'
The targeted person and their family are left in despair


And for what, 'cause you ego-trippin'
All of this violence is because someone is too prideful


If that thing jam, it's divine intervention
If the gun jams, it is seen as an act of fate, fortune or God's will


Click!
The sound of the firearm being discharged, perhaps completing an action or emptying a magazine


Even if it's talk cheap (Say what...)
Even if words are just words with no weight


You know I can't sleep on his word
You know I can't underestimate his verbal threats


Had to show him that I heard (Let's go...)
I had to show him that I am taking his threats seriously


All that duct-tape-tie-up talk put in reverse
All the talk of restraining me with duct tape has been reversed


Now it's him who's in a bind on the account of his words (Yeah, you know it...)
Now he is the one in trouble because of what he said


Yeah, they talk 'bout this and that (That...)
They speak about assorted things


Got it fucked up, like I'm all 'bout rap (Rap...)
They misunderstand me, thinking that all I care about is rap music


Word is I'm loaded, they want a piece of that
I am rumored to be wealthy, and they're envious of my success


I respond with four words, "Rat-tat-tat-tat" (In yo ass...)
I retaliate with a gunshot sound, implying that I am not intimidated


Now, rap about that
Now try to talk back to that


I carry a human heat box, to make ya heartbeat stop (Stop...)
I carry a firearm capable of stopping someone's heartbeat


Some say Pusha's the coldest
Some say I am the most ruthless


Money is my morals, other than that, I'm soulless
The only thing that matters to me is money, as I lack empathy


Refuse to wake up zeroless and 0-less
I refuse to wake up with no money, and no opportunities


Carry that shit that blow your arm out your shoulders (Bla-oww...)
I carry that firearm that has the capability of causing extreme physical damage


Techs don't come with holsters, I'm a menace boy (Don't forget, motherfucker)
Semi-automatic guns do not come with holsters, and I am a notorious threat


Yo...
A greeting/interjection


You niggas ain't fuckin' wit' us...
You are not comparable to us


This is the real..
This is an authentic representation


Bitch...
Another interjection or direct address




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHAD HUGO, GENE THORNTON, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, TERRENCE THORNTON

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