Word Iz Life lyrics

by

Pras


[Intro: Wise Intelligent]
Yo turn the mic down a little
Yo, yeah
Word, huh
Poor Righteous Teachers y'all
You know what I'm saying?

[Verse 1: Wise Intelligent]
Just like knowledge is infinite
I'm God and I'm living it
Giving it all that I've got
Shots lick and Bic lighters flick
I strike a pose, strike my mic with these flows
Am I nice? I suppose
Heaven knows I'm on some other sh*t
Sisters at shows call me boombastic
I feel I'm dime-blasted
Stamp on it girl, I'm telling you
For truly strong like that's the God that's in me
She was my agony, and no idea, see
I educate you through the teacher in me
There ain't no reefer in me
One swig of malt liquor end a n*gga
I touch the mic and universally greet
Rising earths with peace
And you know how I'm like that
Do this for blacks stranded in projects
Cashing welfare checks, we gots to do what we gots to
My peoples flip for the slang I spit
Shots ring, I trip, grip this plastic
I gots to stay refined, body and mind
Poor Righteous Teachers, word is life
Stay refined, body and mind
Poor Righteous Teachers, word is life
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