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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Poor Righteous Teachers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Depula
Composer
Wise Intelligent
Composer
Tekst Utworu
For those that can't be themselves shall be destroyed
Students listen to the lesson I be teachin'
Learn thy Holy Intellect 'cause it's a blessin'
Teachers study what is spoken through the speaker
Weaker, preachers there's no need for manifestin'
I'm the star, soul controlin' all within the solar
Poor, so I'm a Righteous Teacher from the heart
Praisin' God
All praises due to Allah
Seven star, the Holy Intellect bein' taught
Grab a hold
I'm not here to promise any gold
Lessons told
The story about a trader of that type
I tell this mic, that I'm not here to feed your fantasy
'Cause that ain't right
I guarantee ya everlastin' life, mentally
The Holy Intellect is infinite and heaven sent
Adam walked upon the holy soil, I'll destroy ya
Any man possessin' six and a half will laugh at that
Then watch his brain cells boil
PRT: Poor Righteous Teachers Culture Free and me
It's got to be
The holy intellectuals of the set
But don't forget
We also droppin' naked booty buffin
But now we test, this Holy Intellect
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
When I say holy
First I must be speakin' upon the mental
My temple
Where might I stand within Divineland?
Gods steppin' up to me say "G ya have to understand"
"You got to do this like a Blackman"
Hmm
So I take this into consid'
Call upon the intellect to create what I did
Ghetto! Stay strictly ghetto is my motto
I got 'em
Tryin' to place me as a role model
Should one say role model or should the term be example
Of a wise black leader, speaker
Self will say poor righteous teacher, weaker people don't always agree
Check, what I may manifest next
Poorly Righteous Teachers droppin' Holy Intellect
Givin' you the best of what I may protest
Divine is my projects, hell yes
Listen to the hypeness
No other style is like this
Say you could stop the righteous
Well manifest punk!
Ya haven't did it yet
Ya posse oughta step
Your mental's stimulated from this Holy Intellect
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, anything not tampered or diluted with G
Supremely being sacred to me
(It's gotta be)
That wonderful posse PRT
(Not smokin' needs)
Cause that ain't where we want to be
Intellect, the wisest manifestation of a thought
PRT: Poor Righteous Teachers teachin' from the heart
I was lost
But now I'm found and all are being taught
Calm down
In other words don't let me start
'Cause I'm the teacher
Teachin' those that lack what I be teachin'
Follow this speakin', Poor Righteous Teachers never known to weaken
I be reachin'
Those within the ghetto because they seekin' wiser leaders
Not feeding 'em poison animal eatin' neither peace out creature
Those with knowledge of self goes without
Take me out
Those negative thoughts are soon to fade away
'Cause I don't play
I take the life of snake that will have spanners of the day
Yow it remains this way
PRT: Poor Righteous Teachers givin' what 'cha get
Bit for bit
Not from a six dollar rhyme kit, sit
As I proceed to give you it
It's legit
From this Holy Intellect
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
I work hard
Don't ever slip to fall a victim
Stick them
Who intends not to shine
Blind, anyone that laughs at my kind
Why? Because PRT is holy as the mind
Check, what must one do to come next?
Let's, show Holy Intellect
Thoughts, created from the crescent of the brain cells
Fell, deep into this mic that I be holdin'
I told them, PRT be's always soul controllin'
They laugh, but listen to the lessons I be born
I'm the teacher, or am I one subjected to the negative? Nope
It's amazing how my thoughts can be wrote to perform
Pardon, may I ask what's goin' on?
Word is bond
The Wise is makin' knowledge born
Now I say yes, or should one say 'Y' equals to himself, 'Y' equals self
I'm born to be the opposite, I'm lost by the flow
Poor Righteous Teachers know that we be po'
We gotta go
(Peace!)
But will be back though
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
Holy, holy
(It's alright)
Pure, pure
(It's alright)
(It's alright)
(It-it-it-it's alright)
Written by: T. Depula, Wise Intelligent

