I'm Comin' Again

Poor Righteous Teachers

[Wise Intelligent]



God still shall commence



To show and prove thy third a power of Wise Intelligence



Wise G's comin again again and again



Watch the move ghetto move



Ruffly rough smoothly smove



Yes some do wanna know why we state the lyrics that are... fresh



What's the time black man's time



There's no need axe me that



Why I'm an original teacher just for being that of black



Follow me now see... see I be puttin



Those that ain't in place and placin that be good and plenty



See God be on that road that leads to mastering one-twenty



From who's the original man to how far's Pluto from the sun



Uphold the weight of earth and that's, six sextillion tons



These devils lying to blacks so through the teacher truth will come



The black man's God, what's grafted is devil



And Jesus not Christian



The sun the seven the moon the star there's sixteen shades to black



The proper education, ay, consider me exact



You lack you lose you lose you lost the knowledge of yourself



And if you don't know who you are, you won't know no-one else



I'm comin' again, Wise G's comin-again-again-and-again



Ahh, ease up ahh yes a lot!



*laughter*



Stop that