High School High movie - Peace, Prosperity and Paper lyrics
rate meSong by A Tribe Called Quest<br /><br>
[Chorus:]<br>
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All we want in this life<br>
Is peace, prosperity and a little paper<br>
Objects that seem greater<br>
But I'm sure well over come when we illin on a drum<br>
[repeat 2X]<br>
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[Verse One: Q-Tip]<br>
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We in a world that places heavy emphasis on money synthesis<br>
Y'all can be my witnesses<br>
That a fella fascination with money has grown<br>
To the point that he will shit on his own<br>
We got to have it y'all, its not a Spike Lee cinematic<br>
A piece of paper makin niggaz get dramatic<br>
But the money doesnt come automatic<br>
Gotta motivate ourselves to go and grab it<br>
We got to get it yall, in an orderly fashion<br>
Some cats go about it with too much passion<br>
We got to mediate our greedy levels<br>
Cuz the lust of currency can have us sleepin with the devil<br>
Gotta recognize it, realize the power<br>
that this little ma-huckin piece of paper will devour<br>
Man can be greater than the thing he creates<br>
See, I'ma do my thing and see how much I can scrape<br>
Yo I'd rather have respect than money, no doubt<br>
But listen to me y'all, I want the mass amount<br>
That the Sesame Street Dracula cant Count<br>
So that I can give my people when that thing surmounts<br>
To higher levels.. of being.. so when I'm MC-ing<br>
I hope to see you there steady G-ing (say word)<br>
But the only way we can truly reach that goal<br>
Is finding true inner peace and prospering souls<br>
It's like that<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[Verse Two: Phife]<br>
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Here comes your royal highness, one of Queens finest<br>
Believe me, honest, you know you can't stop it<br>
Come on son, never leave your mic round me<br>
True MC for real ask my man Shaheed<br>
Strictly focused on what Im in this rap game for<br>
Not for fame and screwing every whore after whore<br>
With all that AIDS stuff going round<br>
Tell me how that sound<br>
Rather hit the studio and hear some beats that pound<br>
Now, dont get me wrong I love honeys galore<br>
But see hip-hop's my bread butter<br>
Cause that's what I get paid for<br>
See this is what I wanted<br>
Allah helped me to get it<br>
And if the beat is wicked<br>
You know Malik will rip it<br>
From the bottom of my heart <br>
Thats where the love starts<br>
The love for breakdancing<br>
My love for the art<br>
And with this love I do hip-hop from the soul<br>
A real MC, who never sweats how many copies are sold<br>
Yeah I want to go gold, platinum, uh-huh etceteras<br>
But why put out some wackness when no one will respect ya<br>
Im staying true nuff respect to those that paved the way<br>
From Bambaata down to Shah; that be my DJ<br>
With out my peeps I dont know how the hell Id make it, word<br>
Sometimes I feel that my career is headed for the curb<br>
One love for the lendin hand and giving all your help<br>
Believing in me when I didnt believe in my own self<br>
The Abstract with whom Im always making rugged tunes<br>
Kid Hood restin in heaven, I hope to see you soon<br>
I keep things hot and this year they're even hotter<br>
Big Mu and Shah, one day I'll take my shahada<br>
Out<br>
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