Word from the Wise - Poor Righteous Teachers

Word From The Wise - Poor Righteous Teachers
Produced By: Eric "IQ" Gray
One of the first things, I think, young people, especially nowadays, should learn how to do is: see for yourself and listen for yourself
I think we should do this
I self lord and my methods of dropping mental
Simple, yet very complicatedly I place it
Poor Righteous Teachers speaking of what
Was spoken in their Bible (what?)
And now them calling me a racist (damn)
I cram to understand their weak and wicked way of living
Man was given law not religion
C-Free - you's be know Wise be ain't selling em fantasy
(Word is my life, G)
Most def-initely PRT means never down
We're up with the kings and crowns
Not clowns, no blue eyes or blond hair is over here
And now inserting sex and fear
But why must I be a racist for turning people to the truth?
Direct from a tree called life
When I strive to be the best that I can be and best for me is G
PRT, the pure real type
We wanna bring people and [?] people (x2)
And if it means that we have to take the head of those who oppose a righteous life for our people then we are ready to go to war. Now!
I self lord and my every day aggravation
Meditating, awaiting on the way to get away
Not run son, the son of man can't stand this land
Where blacks stay symbolic to the prey
Oh me (oh my) why I can't deny
That Wise and the teachers were lost
But that was then and this is now
(How?) can one say false is what the Gods were taught
You silly pigeon, Wise be ain't dealing with no religion
Brothers listen, only them comprehend
Pure fact from a brother that loves being black
Fact - negativity can't win, limit sin
Tell the others their time is done (yo)
No need for cooking that a** in the sun (and uh)
And Wise's life has just begun
And my desire's to have some fun
I know you, brother. Me and you are brothers
We flesh of each other's flesh, bone of each other's bone
I know why you faking, because you got a greater (*scratch*)
Greater desire to be known. And you have a desire to have money
I self lord and the PRT posse feel it
Death - for all you brothers out there selling weak sh*t
Dip - is my hip hop so I drop the profane
Cause that's the only way they'll understand it
If - I was to say 'yo black stop selling crack'
No I don't think a single soul would listen
But - if I was to riff bum rush and start dissing
I'd give you total comprehension
Cause all them wants to see is violence and negativity
But the problem is lack of unity
Black is black regardless to what state your from
You're wrong, and you're blind deaf and dumb
Why can't we say 'to hell with the red, white and blue'?
The green black and red's coming through
Teaching what was taught by those that teach we teachers
And civilizes all the black kids
(The problem is this:) you have no unity (*scratch*)
You don't see that your unity is the key to your success (*scratch*)
Because you so divided, so disunited, so full of petty envy and jealousy you don't see that unity is the key to your success
I self lord and my musical way of building
Willing - to speak the power to the people
Equal - only to ones self because ones self be but a brother
Others is the fact that I be legal
'See ya' - what I may say when I be stepping
Off into the projects called Divineland
Wise stand around and watch the king that wears the crown?
You can be down with the get down sound
As if the gift was simply trying to lift
The moral standards of the people
My people, to whom there's not another people
Equal - to the lost and found
Hmm - a brief sign of meditation
Faking - moves a brother can't cope
D**e - one deaf one dumb one blind
Now is it funky now, nope
Ask my brother: what is he saying? He's telling black kids to get a good education... He's telling black kids to learn the knowledge of themselves so they can love themselves
Peace!