A Tribe Called Quest - Glamour & Glitz Lyrics
Verse one: q-tipYup yup yupTo the north to the south to the east to the westI dont discriminate boy I bring it to your chestIf you oppose, then your soul will decomposeStrive to get money and Im not no hoeFresher than the air that youre breathing through your noseFuller than the kicks that youre puttin on your toesYou can ask bo but yo that nigga dont knowAbout the dominant factor the accurate rapperHeres the next chapter, page ninety-fiveNiggaz so hard its a wonder they aliveBut yo we still survive through the danger that lurksMy eyes remain wide while you ask like urkAnd yo my family matters, so all you mad hattersPut your thinking caps on and mother*****in brainstormCause I got the plan that wins and cant loseYour man knows whos nice say tip hell say trueA lot of these jokers out here is blaseIll be rockin mikes until a horse says heySome are preoccupied with glamour and glitzActin all boogee and making big moviesBut Ill be in the cut call me incognitoBusy makin joints that will bump for my peopleYoure listening to a man who was something for nothingStay in me forever head, never be frontinChorus: repeat 2xOnce 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 peoplesVerse two:Cmon 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, yoPeace to the girl named hurricane gPeace to my girl named dawn parisPeace to the organzied kon-fus-ionPeace to all my shorties that be dying too youngPeace to both coasts and the land in betweenPeace to your man if youre doing your thingPeace to my peoples who was incarceratedAsalaam alaikum means peace, dont debate itDevouring, and towering over foolsYour mic is broke and my shits coolThe black man with the understandin ofThe three wise men and the theories of zenYo I get inside the crevice like a dentistDisrupt, the block, like dennis, the menaceShaheed is on the needle, the shit it wont weebleOr wobble, your rhymes is mixed up like boggleBingo! that was the damn dogs nameBut yo I know another one with much more fameThe phife dawg, and thats my word to the cipherAbout to bring it to your chest and cause strife check it outYoure doubling back, to your rhyming padWhat I represent is mcs gone madIn a perfect world theres imperfect actsWeve come like a God to redirect alla thatSo people with a gift can just flaunt and get moneySo much, we in the bank that the shit aint funnyMoney is invested in real estate and stocksBut not inside the glamour cuz all of that stopsOutro: consequenceYo dis the cons to the quenceUp in ya like a stiff one, knowhatimean?Its nine-five, you got to live it or rip itSo if you step on the streets keep it movin, knowhatimean?Chorus
