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Piece O' Peace Lyrics
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
I was sick of flippin channels/ and sick of flippin quarters
I called my man Zulu/ said, "Meet me on the corner"
Maybe we can check out the clubs in the city
'cause waitin at the crib/ can make you feel shitty
so he hopped into my ride/ on the squeaky door side
and we hit the Upper Room/ where they keep the funk alive
The man at the door/ invited us inside
He said there isn't any cover/ if your keepin' up the vibe
We took it up stairs to big up the area
the people in the house was shakin' up their derrier
Rsisin up their hands and raisin up their voices
Tokes was the D.J. I was happy with his choiches
maxin' and mixin' the beats they was fixin'
my brain like a smoke that was doubly, triply, dope
the decadence is gone and life may never be the same
'cause when the beat hits
you feel no pain!"
(chorus)
so a piece of peace for you, a piece of peace for me
a piece of peace for every peaceful person that you see
a piece of peace for you and a piece of peace for me
but I don't act peaceful if you're not that way to me
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Five-0 was outside waitin' with their vans
hopin' that shit would get outta hand
so dat they could test their weapons
on innocent civilians.
the high tech shit costin' millions and millions
money should've spent on somethin' for community
but that's 0.K. 'cause we got the unity.
so fuck the police! we can keep the peace!
we can make love and conquer that disease
'cause nuttin in the world is impossible to me
I can swim on dry land and run upon the sea
and nuttin in the world is impossible to me
you can chop off my legs and I'll land upon my feet
I turn it over to the spirit and 1 leave her in charge
my favorite record sounds like an African Head Charge
She'll beat up the heats with an eggbeater
pour em in the batter
she'll make'em sound fatter and fatter
'cause food for the soul is the falvor of the music
spice for the brain is the essence of the lyrics
songs can be delicious and also be nutritious
"You can't pay for culture", it can only be experienced
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"WELL HAVE YOU EVER BEEN EXPERIENCED!"
"WELL"
Every million mile ye haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ye haffe tek a first step
(chorus)
If the funk is on time
then we call it punctual
we're matchin up the footsteps
spiritual and functional.
like carnivale in Rio
the Charlie Hunter trio
Had the groovers groovin'
and all the movers movin'
Cuba, Twist, Reminisce, and NME
Graffiti on the street for everyone to see
even the elders in the house was havin' fun
because we livin' life at the top of our lungs
It was truly a life celebration that night
had the world's greatest time
but we'd never sell the movie rights
to Morrie Povich, or anyone like that
and anyone who does as really, really whack!
We fish or cut bait and we're not takin' prisoners and
If you comin' late then you might've missed some a this
funky good turne we had here in fronta you
so long, farewell, alveedersain, adieau to you
(chorus)
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
I called my man Zulu/ said, "Meet me on the corner"
Maybe we can check out the clubs in the city
'cause waitin at the crib/ can make you feel shitty
so he hopped into my ride/ on the squeaky door side
and we hit the Upper Room/ where they keep the funk alive
The man at the door/ invited us inside
He said there isn't any cover/ if your keepin' up the vibe
the people in the house was shakin' up their derrier
Rsisin up their hands and raisin up their voices
Tokes was the D.J. I was happy with his choiches
maxin' and mixin' the beats they was fixin'
my brain like a smoke that was doubly, triply, dope
the decadence is gone and life may never be the same
'cause when the beat hits
you feel no pain!"
a piece of peace for every peaceful person that you see
a piece of peace for you and a piece of peace for me
but I don't act peaceful if you're not that way to me
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
hopin' that shit would get outta hand
so dat they could test their weapons
on innocent civilians.
the high tech shit costin' millions and millions
money should've spent on somethin' for community
but that's 0.K. 'cause we got the unity.
so fuck the police! we can keep the peace!
we can make love and conquer that disease
'cause nuttin in the world is impossible to me
I can swim on dry land and run upon the sea
and nuttin in the world is impossible to me
you can chop off my legs and I'll land upon my feet
I turn it over to the spirit and 1 leave her in charge
my favorite record sounds like an African Head Charge
She'll beat up the heats with an eggbeater
pour em in the batter
she'll make'em sound fatter and fatter
'cause food for the soul is the falvor of the music
spice for the brain is the essence of the lyrics
songs can be delicious and also be nutritious
"You can't pay for culture", it can only be experienced
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"WELL HAVE YOU EVER BEEN EXPERIENCED!"
"WELL"
Every million mile ye haffe tek a first step
Every million mile ye haffe tek a first step
then we call it punctual
we're matchin up the footsteps
spiritual and functional.
like carnivale in Rio
the Charlie Hunter trio
Had the groovers groovin'
and all the movers movin'
Cuba, Twist, Reminisce, and NME
Graffiti on the street for everyone to see
even the elders in the house was havin' fun
because we livin' life at the top of our lungs
It was truly a life celebration that night
had the world's greatest time
but we'd never sell the movie rights
to Morrie Povich, or anyone like that
and anyone who does as really, really whack!
We fish or cut bait and we're not takin' prisoners and
If you comin' late then you might've missed some a this
funky good turne we had here in fronta you
so long, farewell, alveedersain, adieau to you
Every million mile ya haffe tek a first step
Song Info
Submitted by
akhenaton On Jun 03, 2002
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