Heavens to Merkatroid!! *Snagglepuss imitation*

 [Wise Intelligent]
 Posse  friends God  tend to the teacher
 Stammered at me concept  teacher mosh it up  right
 PRT p osse  boy ghetto with philosophers
 All can't get enough of this  drummer common insight  check
 Here comes the teacher with another funky new
 radical  butt naked booty stinkin form of thinkin
 Off an on step  concept, tell em Culture Freedom
 Shall I sex this? (Well God it's sexy!)
 This this step steppers come and steppers swingin
 Most blacks back back-up what the hell we bringin
 G-fine nearly singin, my rhythm hit the roof!!
 This one's dedicated to the CISI missing youth, cause
 This hit the teacher with another style of mashin up
 a damn dance, jams get, jammed by the PRT p-osse
 (and) Tone can I get a sound check, well can I start this
 (Yo Wise, it's started)
 You know I look into the mirror see myself and then
 I always often say... "Hot damn I'm great"

 Chorus: repeat two lines 3X

 Let's be realistic... (you are the best) [ahh yeah] hot damn I'm great

 See me forgetting on the top of every set
 Heard about million and one of my songs, my favorite's Holy Intellect
 Check Wise on the rise I emerge from slum
 Come one come all see, the teacher heal the dumb
 Cause, this hit the teacher givin birth to a ghetto style
 display, most poor people of the planet
 can relate to, poverty in a song
 Conquered and divided, tricked and undecided
 Black people in oppresion, so the old ones tell about it
 So when I forget ya what I think ya need to know
 Understanding jamming mind and Culture Freedom tell ya so
 No black no white, cause black be's first
 Son of man, take a stand, for black children of the earth
 Just, just check out teacher and the way that I evolved
 Since last time, I'm truely perfection
 But, don't balance this with the other LP
 For the last rhymes, cause there's no connection
 If I was the DJ Father Sha he'd come and tell em what I'd say...
 "Hot damn I'm great"

 Chorus: repeat two lines 4X

 See draw the clear picture of the teacher teachin this
 It's, sort of smooth, roughness
 Plus this flow go more miles back
 God's gotta be that of a leader in this thing called rap
 Cause, this hit the teacher on the roads often travelled
 by the multitude, Culture Freedom knows it best
 Some of them got a problem with the Gods in the house
 Cause we don't sleep, traitor interpretate this
 Allah equal God equal He with supreme qualities
 You best believe God's real and
 If it's God Sha, it's gotta be
 ("Tribe... called... P... R... T-T...")
 Culture Free, Father Sha, and me, cause
 This hit the teacher on a whole nother level
 with a clear scope, and range on things hang
 out by the speaker if you're weak or come and eat
 From the strong song, that's if you are what you eat
 Never will I teach ya that of poison and disguise it
 with a beat, the tree of life be's me
 Sweet chariot, come fi carry me home, and I pray...
 "Hot damn I'm great"

 *interpretations of chorus to end