Listen to Strictly Mash'ion (Vocal) song with lyrics from Poor Righteous Teachers

Strictly Mash'ion (Vocal)

Poor Righteous Teachers6 Nov 2015

Strictly Mash'ion (Vocal) Lyrics

Strictly Mash'ion(Vocal) - Poor Righteous Teachers

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)

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

 

We gone

We gone

We gone strictly mash' ion

Mash' ion

STRICTLY MASH-'ION

 

Get that (Flavor flav)

Like this (MC Ricky D)

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)

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

 

STRICTLY MASH'ION