Wise Intelligent]



Yo turn the mic down a little

Yo

Yeah



Word haha

Poor Righteous Teachers y'all

You know what I'm saying?



Just like knowledge is infinite

I'm God and I'm living it

Giving it all that I've got

Shots lick and Bic lighters flick

I strike a pose strike my mic with these flows

Am I nice? I suppose

Heaven knows I'm on some other shit

Sisters and shows call me boombastic

I feel I'm dime-blasted

Stamp on it girl, I'm telling you

For truly strong like that's the God that's in me

She was my agony, and no idea, see

I educate you through the teacher in me

There ain't no reefer in me

One swig of malt licquor end a nigga

I touch the mic and universally greet

Rising earths with peace

And you know how I'm like that

Do this for blacks stranded in projects

Cashing welfare checks, we gots to do what we gots to

My peoples flip for the slang I spit

Shots ring, I trip, grip this plastic

I gots to stay refined, body and mind

Poor Righteous Teachers, word is life

Stay refined, body and mind

Poor Righteous Teachers, word is life



Word is bond, (word) word is life

And word is life, (word) my word is life

(x3)



(Word is my life G)



I sip a bottle of tonic, strictly Zion root

Ginseng and juice, chew sticks I chew

We watch lecture spots, shake hands with the ock

Heads'll clap non-stop, dock and yes give props

Hip hop fly on top all blacks up on lock

P.R.T. crew drops life in your head-top

One hundred thirty seven one third miles per hour

I put your planet in continuous revolution

Penetrate, dry mist from a lake

Create rain, snow, sleet, hail and earthquakes

Snowflakes under the surface of the spot that you stand

See God is a man, and you can't deny that

I set it off, let it off it pops

Fuck track backdrops for fat raps I rock

Knoledge, me going deaf kiss the sky like Meth

Rise above earthly matters watch the truth undress

I saw the moon turn to blood, watch the sun go black

Sisters crying come back, cause now the whole world lacks science

Recognize the infinite size

Poor Righteous Teachers, word is life



Word is bond, (word) word is life

And word is life, (word) my word is life

(x3)





(Word is my life G)



Back in the day before the words became flesh

Poor Righteous Teachers ran shit in a triple stage of blackness

I spat the spit fact this chick gave birth

To black gods on earth, cause I be cream of the planet G

You notice me, freaking shit like Jodeci

Who the fuck you supposed to be? Siegfried and Wise

Love outburst mercy if my word ever fail

I accepted death I saw through my words being false

Splendid way of life, knowledge and wisdom complete

Understanding, over-standing on this Superman beat

Poor Righteous Teachers sat back

Saw what it was that y'all lack

Culture designed the attack

We got one Clark for the track

Set it off it's bond, true

Word is bond

I got my cellular phone cause the wisdom's calling

Keep 'em refined, body and mind

They'll forever love Wise, word is life



Word is bond, (word) word is life

And word is life, (word) my word is life

(x3)



(Word is my life G