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poor righteous teachers - allies lyrics

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featuring the fugees

wj: yo this mic is on?
the wickedest combination in the world!

wi: no doubt poor righteous teachers refugees you know what i’m saying?

[pras]
walk around in the record industry
i’m looking at all the pharasees
asking me where i’m going
all i know is one day that babylon will be fallen
they welcome me into jerusalem
eighty n-gg-s highly crucial by ham
i got my .45 by my side
just in case another n-gg- tests me someone’s gonna die

[wyclef jean]
bo bo so bo i leave the boat for the pope
smoke mad weed but not touch bayley c-ke
primary purpose of the set
is to present techniques and guided practice
and forced access to forfeit
emcees lose focus
wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the h-ll pit
vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical -n-lyzing
techniques to enable dj’s to interact with my material
play it on your turntable scratch it if you’re able
characteristics, circ-mstances
will determine how long you live mr. actor, mrs. actress

[pras]
i act will sn-tch gats from kids with packed back black raps
in an ac to get with that

lh: ah ah ah ah

wi: easy!

[wise intelligent]
black people say i represent when i get my chance
but when i’m rippin’ to this beat, yo it’s my nubian dance
that i be doing
around these suckers’ t-tles that i ruin
although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing
now you and your crew had better get your act together
before i have to cut the fool release the stormy weather
whatever you say, but n-gg- pop your sh-t my way
and you’ll be screaming “mercy me” like if your name was marvin gaye
now put it away and stay the f-ck up out my face
i smack you in the mouth homeboy and you’ll be missing taste
what a waste to everything existing up till now
so many claiming b-tter but just don’t be knowing how

lh: ah ah ah

wi: so my selector, come with the rhythm!

[pras]
for sure i’m law to be the poor righteous conscious
you might just feel thrust when i touch like midas
my toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous
wyclef and pras they drop hits wherever they goes like gladys
catch the midnight train to georgia
as my tongue does a dropkick like sgt. slaughter
new world order, you lions who are trying to roar
i’ll silence you lambs like jodie foster
there’s no need to feel sentimental
parental guidance is advised for those who despise
the wise and intelligent, refugees, immigrants

lh: ah ah ah ah

wi: my selector, culture freedom lay the wickedest b-sslines

[wise intelligent]
may… i… kick a little something for the g-o-d’s in the j-e-r-s-e-y
because you n-gg-s know me i’m the da gan ya dee
sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise
time you recognize who run up in the nine
rush like water raw cuts in your guts
trails from rozelle oh h-ll we rock bells
live as stuyvesant, wise and them, rise again
the gods a.v.g. they’ll bomb washin-
no man ’em trouble they jet something
don’t make me have to kick you on your god d-mned chin
i’ll frappe you in your head with bottle of heinekein
la
mister wise

[lauryn hill]
ok, ha
my intellect will protect what you threaten
captain to lieutenant, even take cadets in
i take them all rich and to the powerful
don’t fear no other force i be defining your hardcore
the folklore you spread down over tracks
got you g-ssed off some sh-t may i suggest ex-lax
relax! your whole perception seems to be distorted
in my dimensions fake refugees get deported
jokers be biting each other’s styles so much it’s eerie
so many deja vu’s but can’t no other crews come near me
it’s weary, my brothers couldn’t hold this if they grasped it
confession to jesus are even tried to master
i p-ssed it off the levels of your mere mathematics
i’m on some astrophysics quantum leaping on your tactics
triple byp-sses, your crew’s slow as mol-sses
while i am-ss cream like jackie kennedy on-ssis

ah ah ah ah
refugee p.r.t. connect
new jersey, this is how we do it

wi: if hip hop was a thing that money could not buy
the righteous would never live and the righteous would never die
poor righteous teachers and refugees come to testify
we world s-xy style
yo



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