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WJ: Yo this mic is on?
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The wickedest combination in the world!
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WI: No doubt, Poor Righteous Teachers, Refugees, you know what I'm saying?
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[Pras]
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Walk around in the record industry
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I'm looking at all the Pharasees
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Asking me where I'm going
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All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
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They welcome me into Jerusalem
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Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
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I got my .45 by my side
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Just in case another nigga tests me someone's gonna die
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[Wyclef Jean]
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Bo bo so bo I leave the boat for the pope
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Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke
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Primary purpose of the set
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Is to present techniques and guided practice
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And forced access to forfeit
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Emcees lose focus
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Wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the hell pit
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Vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical analyzing
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Techniques to enable DJ's to interact with my material
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Play it on your turntable scratch it if you're able
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Characteristics, circumstances
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Will determine how long you live Mr. actor, Mrs. actress
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[Pras]
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I act will snatch gats from kids with packed back black raps
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In an Ac to get with that
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LH: Ah ah ah ah
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WI: Easy!
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[Wise Intelligent]
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Black people say I represent when I get my chance
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But when I'm rippin' to this beat, yo it's my nubian dance
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That I be doing
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Around these suckers' titles that I ruin
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Although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing
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Now you and your crew had better get your act together
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Before I have to cut the fool release the stormy weather
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Whatever you say, but nigga pop your shit my way
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And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye
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Now put it away and stay the fuck up out my face
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I smack you in the mouth homeboy and you'll be missing taste
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What a waste to everything existing up till now
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So many claiming butter but just don't be knowing how
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LH: Ah ah ah
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WI: So my selector, come with the rhythm!
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[Pras]
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For sure I'm law to be the poor righteous conscious
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You might just feel thrust when I touch like Midas
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My toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous
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Wyclef and Pras they drop hits wherever they goes like Gladys
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Catch the midnight train to Georgia
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As my tongue does a dropkick like Sgt. Slaughter
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New world order, you lions who are trying to roar
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I'll silence you lambs like Jodie Foster
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There's no need to feel sentimental
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Parental guidance is advised for those who despise
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The Wise and Intelligent, Refugees, immigrants
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LH: Ah ah ah ah
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WI: My selector, Culture Freedom lay the wickedest basslines
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[Wise Intelligent]
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May...I... kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-R-S-E-Y
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Because you niggas know me I'm the da gan ya dee
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Sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise
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Time you recognize who run up in the nine
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Rush like water raw cuts in your guts
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Trails from Rozelle oh hell we rock bells
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Live as Stuyvesant, Wise and them, rise again
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The Gods A.V.G. they'll bomb Washin-
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No man 'em trouble they jet something
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Don't make me have to kick you on your God damned chin
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I'll frappe you in your head with bottle of Heinekein
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La
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Mister Wise
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[Lauryn Hill]
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OK, ha
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My intellect will protect what you threaten
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Captain to Lieutenant, even take cadets in
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I take them all rich and to the powerful
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Don't fear no other force I be defining your hardcore
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The folklore you spread down over tracks
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Got you gassed off some shit may I suggest Ex-Lax
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Relax! Your whole perception seems to be distorted
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In my dimensions fake refugees get deported
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Jokers be biting each other's styles so much it's eerie
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So many deja vu's but can't no other crews come near me
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It's weary, my brothers couldn't hold this if they grasped it
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Confession to Jesus are even tried to master
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I passed it off the levels of your mere mathematics
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I'm on some astrophysics Quantum Leaping on your tactics
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Triple bypasses, your crew's slow as molasses
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While I amass cream like Jackie Kennedy Onassis
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Ah ah ah ah
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Refugee P.R.T. connect
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New Jersey, this is how we do it
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WI: If hip hop was a thing that money could not buy
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The righteous would never live and the righteous would never die
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Poor Righteous teachers and Refugees come to testify
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We world sexy style
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Yo
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Allies
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| The Fugees |
