High School High movie - Peace, Prosperity and Paper lyrics

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Song 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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