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Lyrics for Glamour And Glitz by A Tribe Called Quest:
| | | Artist: | A Tribe Called Quest |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Glamour And Glitz | | | | Date Added: | 24/10/2007 | | Views: | 380 | | | | 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?
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