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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Poor Righteous Teachers
Poor Righteous Teachers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Depula
T. Depula
Lyrics
Wise Intelligent
Wise Intelligent
Composer
Sylvester Allen
Sylvester Allen
Composer
Harold Brown
Harold Brown
Composer
Morris Dickerson
Morris Dickerson
Composer
Leroy Jordan
Leroy Jordan
Composer
Charles Miller
Charles Miller
Composer
Lee Oskar
Lee Oskar
Composer
Howard Scott
Howard Scott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poor Righteous Teachers
Poor Righteous Teachers
Executive Producer
Tony D
Tony D
Producer
T. Depula
T. Depula
Producer
Eric A. "I.Q." Gray
Eric A. "I.Q." Gray
Executive Producer
Tom Zepp
Tom Zepp
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Time to get funky-new-radical Oh you can-say-that-again Give Universal greetings Then I slide into this Some don't understand Some say they fail to comprehend Yet some of us can't keep up Cause I rhyme different P-R-T Poor Righteous Teachers Often greet you with a greeting Knowledge, Knowledge That a piece of you're... Pretty hole in the head Well it's violent time of rhyming Take the place Face the facts Full time teachers take the front Substitute teachers play the back Just for the year fifteen thousand seven, seven Heard one fool say its "91" See they don't know what time it is This still based on mathematics Blacks still that of Asiatic Rock the jury Crack the static And send your soul in a spin They try to put lyrics on my time I rock the rhyme That heals the blind Sure, Ten minutes left Well I... KICK THE WHOLE NIIINE! Mash it up! Word em' up! Coming top celebrities The stummer step coming up Then P-R-T What you tell them about the Funky-new-radical-butt-naked-booty-form-stinking! Form of thinking What new style and fashion Some state that we okay and Lick a shot as if we Rasta's Cause when we first to mash it up! We gooooo!!! STRICTLY MASH'ION! Get that! (Flavor flav) Like this (MC Ricky D) Ya don't stop (Dougie Fresh)They come to get Something that stands to hesitate They intellect But some stummer step Yet Yes! I'm on top of it boy I often think about The styles that I be rocking See hip hop Me posse we go flash Mash' ion' the dance Any chance That we get Culture Freedom, Father Shah, MC Wise Intelligent Taking over hip hop This be mine and Me want it We??????? the naughty dance Well we have it So we flaunt it Listen to me Listen I explain my position I'm not dissing But I'm pissing On this Punk who try and test me Yes me Tribe is that of P-R-T And if not correct me We're often cool and We're deadly Why oh why Must I try to explain this? The listeners not understand this Cause the listeners were... BRAINLESS! Hang this picture On the wall At it's whole state Would have been Holy Intellect But most poor devils Perpetrate Hate to be neglected When we the best When we wreck it I'm perfect You can detect That I'm trashing We gone We gone We gone strictly mash' ion Mash' ion STRICTLY MASH-'ION! Get that! (Flavor flav) Like this (MC Ricky D) Ya don't stop (Dougie Fresh) Time to kick Something a little lower For savages Cause savages are always questioning The word of the god Some of them profile me Some of them knowledge me Some of them probably See that I'm highly developed In the eyes Of the wise Eyes on the prize As the prize gets... Biz Busy as the blind, deaf And dizzy goes nuts See some still fail to comprehend I often bend the rules a bit Cause I'm Wise Intelligent [??????]To make the A Plus Now what am I going to tell them? When they say that my words are "not all that" Can't test me youth Cause we're known to lick a shot off Now what am I going to tell them? When they ask me "Who's the Don?" Well when I was a youth They often called me Karaka Spark a microphone In the zone or the sea A power huh That's a cipher See I likes to tamper witcha' Focus on the teacher As the teacher Tend to meet cha' Halfway HIT ME! In a minute I'm' hit cha' Picture I the teacher Going out Like the sissy, or the punk Or the wimp, or the faggot or the chump. Some know and understand The teachers into style and fashion Fashion We gone strictly mash' ion Get that! (Flavor flav) Like this (MC Ricky D) Ya don't stop (Dougie Fresh) Time to flip One helluva hip Hip Hop Lyric Posse friends what? Well I suggest we giddy-up Cause whenever the the teachers takes time to forget some Some of them chumps Come blind, deaf and dumb Speaking on God's ability With rhyming the capacity PRT be asking me "Wise ya gonna teach them?" This is what I mean I'm no typical type of teacher?????????????? Speaker The weakened never see me Like I see me in the mirror So I'm taking care of snakes And all the savages they come with On with Or just to grab a hold or Reach into the crescent of your soul Draw you out then In still you as your brain drops Some say it's a slow flow Still I can keep it ice cold In still you As you inhale it fluffy as if its snow Yo! What be this? I guess I'll tell you since you're asking Some know I and the teachers into style and fashion Some state that we okay and Lick a shot as if we Rasta's Cause when we first to mash it up! We gooooo!!! STRICTLY MASH'ION! Some state that we okay and Lick a shot as if we Rasta's Cause when we first to mash it up! We gooooo!!!
Writer(s): Harold Ray I. Brown, Sylvester Allen, Howard E. Scott, Lee Oskar, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Anthony Robert Depula, Timothy Wadell Grimes, Leroy Lonnie Jordan, Charles Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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