A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics

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Peace, Prosperity And Paper Lyrics

Chorus: 

All we want in this life 

Is peace, prosperity and a little paper 

Objects that seem greater 

But I'm sure well over come when we illin on a drum 

(repeat 2X) 

Verse One: Q-Tip 

We in a world that places heavy emphasis on money synthesis 

Y'all can be my witnesses 

That a fella fascination with money has grown 

To the point that he will shit on his own 

We got to have it y'all, its not a Spike Lee cinematic 

A piece of paper makin niggaz get dramatic 

But the money doesnt come automatic 

Gotta motivate ourselves to go and grab it 

We got to get it yall, in an orderly fashion 

Some cats go about it with too much passion 

We got to mediate our greedy levels 

Cuz the lust of currency can have us sleepin with the devil 

Gotta recognize it, realize the power 

that this little ma-huckin piece of paper will devour 

Man can be greater than the thing he creates 

See, I'ma do my thing and see how much I can scrape 

Yo I'd rather have respect than money, no doubt 

But listen to me y'all, I want the mass amount 

That the Sesame Street Dracula cant Count 

So that I can give my people when that thing surmounts 

To higher levels.. of being.. so when I'm MC-ing 

I hope to see you there steady G-ing (say word) 

But the only way we can truly reach that goal 

Is finding true inner peace and prospering souls 

It's like that 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Phife 

Here comes your royal highness, one of Queens finest 

Believe me, honest, you know you can't stop it 

Come on son, never leave your mic round me 

True MC for real ask my man Shaheed 

Strictly focused on what Im in this rap game for 

Not for fame and screwing every whore after whore 

With all that AIDS stuff going round 

Tell me how that sound 

Rather hit the studio and hear some beats that pound 

Now, dont get me wrong I love honeys galore 

But see hip-hop's my bread butter 

Cause that's what I get paid for 

See this is what I wanted 

Allah helped me to get it 

And if the beat is wicked 

You know Malik will rip it 

From the bottom of my heart 

Thats where the love starts 

The love for breakdancing 

My love for the art 

And with this love I do hip-hop from the soul 

A real MC, who never sweats how many copies are sold 

Yeah I want to go gold, platinum, uh-huh etceteras 

But why put out some wackness when no one will respect ya 

Im staying true nuff respect to those that paved the way 

From Bambaata down to Shah; that be my DJ 

With out my peeps I dont know how the hell Id make it, word 

Sometimes I feel that my career is headed for the curb 

One love for the lendin hand and giving all your help 

Believing in me when I didnt believe in my own self 

The Abstract with whom Im always making rugged tunes 

Kid Hood restin in heaven, I hope to see you soon 

I keep things hot and this year they're even hotter 

Big Mu and Shah, one day I'll take my shahada 

Out 

 

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