Easy Star - Poor Righteous Teachers

Culture freedom!

Come back with me apple pie!

This one, this one’s slammin' funky jam we built together

You wanna tell our friend?

Culture Freedom’s in the (house!)

Out of a slum slam pro-jack complex come

Been Wise Intelligent and got ‘em all sweet like in a plum

That one work, I threw off all the teach, I’ll fling it easy now

Star, they know who we are!

Far from the savage life of them into five percent

Ten percenter, I’ll murder

This is just one of them manifestations of my third eye

But why can’t master jam like this?

Youth would rather hear this truth from the teacher any day

Why, oh, I say

This be smooth with the roughness, ey (What?)

Gods be just servin' justice

Shaheed was feelin' real closer, just push off to give your lead

One, two, three, see

And understand that this be not so savage by far (What?)

Easy star

Dun-dun, d-d-dun, dun, dun-dun, d-d-d-dun

Dun-dun, dun, dun, PRT, P-R-T

This be our takeover, our country

Along with nigga man and the one nigga G

Pull my thumb so long, they pullin' up on me

One thing you know we’re never been a story

under your authority

This one that’s to us called Atari Bimba

While teachin' comin' again and Meguan, he’s a star

Sisters watch me close to someone, don’t watch me from afar

Talk right side of every lesson all right still to a law

I go to work

There’s many different styles

And many odds against a one

But I’ll take them all

Small-minded individuals often take long falls

Why you guys do stand tall

When black men come flash one new style of fashion, easy star

Oh wise, come take charge

Why, this one’s just a section of perfection from PRT

Be, they got me where they want me

Now what am I going to do?

And how do I have to play?

Wise guy, come again, heh-heh, don’t say

Why this one just an ounce of us to come and not so savage by far

What?

Easy star

Follow me!

That hand not nice and then no

Speed like home and for the drive-by

That hand not nice and then no (That hand not nice and then no)

Smell like I’m weak (I'm like weak)

Young up move on your mother

Move the flow, we as blind (blind)

Cool records be tough, then my feet hittin' the lineup

Leave some for fun, left some with newly picked designer

come and dance songs and my wine

Ground for the legs and you are, you’ll be in time (Brrrrrrr!)

(Brrrrrrr!)

Why, (pressure) this one got the teacher and the teacher come for fashion again

But can the Gods give respect?

It coats over and over again we wanna mashup the show (oh)

But then we still get neglected (oh)

No recommendations, Shaheed out scratchin' my stuff (eh)

Scratchin' my stuff (eh, go man!)

Pump the vi-vibe to

Keep, keep it alive-live

So pe-people can un-un-un-un-understand

Pump the vi-vibe to

Keep, keep it alive-live

So pe-people can un-un-un-understand

Why, this one is below us, some of the things that we do rightly (oh)

Some see culture, freedom (heh-heh) say come fly like I’m pricy (What?)

Black man come flash when new style of fashion match the house (yeah)

It’s all in the game, woo!

(uh-huh)

G-Rock come flash when new style of dancing take it out

And stands up the day (woo woo!)

Wise, I see sister so fly right here in the front row (row)

I love her so

But them is stylin' too sexy (eh), mwah

What?

Easy star (apple pie)

Dun, dun-dun-dun-dun, she give it the bomb thang, bang!

In a cheap ditty, not the (shoot shoot shoot)

Long the, she give it the bomb thang, bang!

(ba-da-ba-ba)

Not an unwrap a muffin for my game

Listen, follow the leader, leader follow Philip, man (la-la-la)

Follow Philip, then listen, follow Philip (woo)

Follow Philip, then listen, follow Philip, babe

Follow religion, listen follow Philip

Got what I get my tricks that think they’re fantastic

Think they can’t pull my dance on it, imagine it, kinda

Who put their wine and set full-on limits?

‘Cause I’m hopin' that they lovin' all my jailbreak gimmicks

It’s another long one, yes, you in the music

Guessin' that they lick on mine, your boom-bastic

Come but once they both on the top and they dance, ah

Love song wine and a low-ball dancer

Poor Righteous Teachers, talkin' can’t miss

Come in like a car, yah really not miss (come!)

I want that thing, I want that zero-sum thing, long mano

I want that thing, I want that zero-sum thing (want that zero-sum thing),

for a future

I want that thing, I want that zero-sum thing (boom)

Tell me what, if it a liquor it a rip them all, kid

Hop on in my choppa, they’re fantastic

One put her legs out, they’re proper plastic

Hop on in my choppa, their one fit them dish (ah)

Push up, put on different light that flood like this

This girl put her legs on mine and asked me out for real, for the men though

Oh what a king, oh what a super song thing, what about my

I want that thing, I want that zero-sum thing, young man

Laugh it off, oh no, they cause all these things

In a minute we are pumped on the job-searching

(Inaudible rapping, fade out)