A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Glamour And Glitz Lyrics

Verse One: Q-Tip 

Yup yup yup 

To the North to the South to the East to the West 

I don't discriminate boy I bring it to your chest 

If you oppose, then your soul will decompose 

Strive to get money and I'm not no hoe 

Fresher than the air that you're breathing through your nose 

Fuller than the kicks that you're puttin on your toes 

You can ask Bo but yo that nigga don't know 

About the dominant factor the accurate rapper 

Here's the next chapter, page ninety-five 

Niggaz so hard it's a wonder they alive 

But yo we still survive through the danger that lurks 

My eyes remain wide while you ask like Urk 

and yo my Family Matters, so all you mad hatters 

Put your thinking caps on and motherfuckin brainstorm 

Cause I got the plan that wins and can't lose 

Your man knows who's nice say Tip he'll say "True" 

A lot of these jokers out here is blase 

I'll be rockin mikes until a horse says hey 

Some are preoccupied with glamour and glitz 

Actin all boogee and making big movies 

But I'll be in the cut call me Incognito 

Busy makin joints that will bump for my people 

You're listening to a man who was something for nothing 

Stay in me forever head, never be frontin 

Chorus: repeat 2X 

Once in a while we have fun in the mix [never ever] 

In to good living, but some be into glitz [true dat] 

Everybody knew, all the fellas and the chicks [trigga E] 

Gotta wear a shoe that fits 

...to all my peoples 

Verse Two: 

C'mon word, check it out now [you out there?] 

Uh, uh, check it out now [you out there?] 

What? Uh, check it out now [louder! louder!] 

[louder! louder!] Uh, check it out, yo 

Peace to the girl named Hurricane G 

Peace to my girl named Dawn Paris 

Peace to the Organzied Kon-fus-ion 

Peace to all my shorties that be dying too young 

Peace to both coasts and the land in between 

Peace to your man if you're doing your thing 

Peace to my peoples who was incarcerated 

Asalaam alaikum means peace, don't debate it 

Devouring, and towering over fools 

Your mic is broke and my shit's cool 

The black man with the understandin of 

The three wise men and the theories of Zen 

Yo I get inside the crevice like a dentist 

Disrupt, the block, like Dennis, the Menace 

Shaheed is on the needle, the shit it won't weeble 

or wobble, your rhymes is mixed up like Boggle 

Bingo! That was the damn dog's name 

But yo I know another one with much more fame 

The Phife Dawg, and that's my word to the cipher 

About to bring it to your chest and cause strife check it out 

You're doubling back, to your rhyming pad 

What I represent is MC's gone mad 

In a perfect world there's imperfect acts 

We've come like a God to redirect alla that 

So people with a gift can just flaunt and get money 

So much, we in the bank that the shit ain't funny 

Money is invested in real estate and stocks 

But not inside the glamour cuz all of that stops 

Outro: Consequence 

Yo dis the Cons to the Quence 

up in ya like a stiff one, knowhatImean? 

It's nine-five, you got to live it or rip it 

So if you step on the streets keep it movin, knowhatImean? 

Chorus