Time to Say Peace Lyrics
| Song | Time to Say Peace |
| Artist | Poor Righteous Teachers |
| Album | Holy Intellect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tony Depula/Wise Intelligent | |
| 作曲 : Tony Depula/Wise Intelligent | |
| [intro] | |
| At this time I have the honor to present to you... | |
| The moral leader of our Nation... | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I self lord and my pen | |
| Once again sitting here at the tear of thought | |
| Meditating of the hip plus the hip must hop | |
| As I drop my style I let the lessons be taught | |
| Praises are due to the arm-leg-leg, arm, the head | |
| To Allah, if you’re mentally dead | |
| But if you’re self wise, to the knowledge of self | |
| Then you may comprehend the great truth that I’ve said | |
| Knowledge is the base of all life within the cipher | |
| Or the first step towards the righteous rhyme | |
| Knowledge is the weight upon the black man’s brain | |
| Or his third eye which is known as the mind | |
| As I proceed to get paid I go on | |
| The Islamic thought might bust this mic | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna teach them all | |
| ‘Cause I-self lord beats God by birthright | |
| Pickin’ up the thoughts that I thought could teach | |
| Father S getting paid on the two Technics | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher’s posse’s large | |
| Rolling to the Wise, think it’s time to say peace | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Comin again we step two in our flow | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna to drop yo smooth | |
| As I step with my rep I let | |
| The intellect flow to show and prove | |
| Oh yes I’m God, that I must make born | |
| For them snakes that them can’t stop me | |
| The Wise has always commenced to teach | |
| And I’m up with the tribe called P-R-T | |
| (tribe called PRT … tribe called PRT … P, R, T) | |
| Knowledge plus knowledge equals two | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| Culture let the Wise come through | |
| On two | |
| (Wise you gonna teach them?) True! | |
| (On you!) Culture, but the count is on two | |
| (Well one two) Let me on the set on the set I get | |
| Teaching them with my intellect they sweat | |
| Trying to get the things that the Wise want pressed | |
| The Butt Naked Booty Bless when undressed | |
| This style I manifest or test | |
| To like rock my project complex | |
| And the Wise won’t cease - | |
| The Gods don’t stop til it’s time to say peace | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| I self lord and my crew | |
| Coming through | |
| Gotta teach what we taught to each other | |
| Swearing on my crown that I’ll down any clown | |
| Lost but wasn’t found on account of any suckers | |
| Taking what was needed from the things that I was taught | |
| Now I teach as I reach all the brothers in the ghetto | |
| Listen as I speak to the weak I gotta teach | |
| And those that fell a victim circumstances had to let em | |
| Wise is on the top of any beat that I may play on | |
| Stay on every single beat within the wax | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher posse's fat! | |
| I fear when suckers state that we consist of new jacks | |
| People look at us and see that we consist of teachers | |
| Violence not a part of what we live to manifest | |
| And anyone who thinks that we be violent is a snake | |
| Or he has been puffing on a spliff of buddha bless | |
| Listen to the king as I sing upon streets | |
| Teaching with my speech | |
| So learn a lesson as I speak I’m unique | |
| (I’m unique!) And the wise won’t cease - | |
| The Gods don’t stop until it’s time to say peace | |
| [Verse 4] | |
| Coming again we step four and it’s dope | |
| Some of you may hope | |
| That I might even slip upon a note | |
| But I won’t - | |
| I will only quote what the ink spilled and wrote | |
| As smooth as it floats … | |
| As smooth as it floats … | |
| As smooth as it floats … | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| Note - that every time that I grab the mic I feel like there’s no stopping | |
| I’m godly hip hopping | |
| Dropping what I have to call the dope and daily mathematics | |
| Yo, how many of us have it? | |
| I, I self lord and many other brothers | |
| Unseen to the scene of being saw | |
| Let your brain cells unthaw, I’m god | |
| I say Allah-u-akbar then pause | |
| ‘Bout to give a shoutout to the posse that I feature | |
| Peace Poor Righteous Teachers (peace) | |
| Well one must say, peace to the queen Shakiyla (word up) | |
| We in this… peace |
| zuo ci : Tony Depula Wise Intelligent | |
| zuo qu : Tony Depula Wise Intelligent | |
| intro | |
| At this time I have the honor to present to you. . . | |
| The moral leader of our Nation. . . | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I self lord and my pen | |
| Once again sitting here at the tear of thought | |
| Meditating of the hip plus the hip must hop | |
| As I drop my style I let the lessons be taught | |
| Praises are due to the arm-leg-leg, arm, the head | |
| To Allah, if you' re mentally dead | |
| But if you' re self wise, to the knowledge of self | |
| Then you may comprehend the great truth that I' ve said | |
| Knowledge is the base of all life within the cipher | |
| Or the first step towards the righteous rhyme | |
| Knowledge is the weight upon the black man' s brain | |
| Or his third eye which is known as the mind | |
| As I proceed to get paid I go on | |
| The Islamic thought might bust this mic | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna teach them all | |
| ' Cause I-self lord beats God by birthright | |
| Pickin' up the thoughts that I thought could teach | |
| Father S getting paid on the two Technics | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher' s posse' s large | |
| Rolling to the Wise, think it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Comin again we step two in our flow | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna to drop yo smooth | |
| As I step with my rep I let | |
| The intellect flow to show and prove | |
| Oh yes I' m God, that I must make born | |
| For them snakes that them can' t stop me | |
| The Wise has always commenced to teach | |
| And I' m up with the tribe called P-R-T | |
| tribe called PRT tribe called PRT P, R, T | |
| Knowledge plus knowledge equals two | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| Culture let the Wise come through | |
| On two | |
| Wise you gonna teach them? True! | |
| On you! Culture, but the count is on two | |
| Well one two Let me on the set on the set I get | |
| Teaching them with my intellect they sweat | |
| Trying to get the things that the Wise want pressed | |
| The Butt Naked Booty Bless when undressed | |
| This style I manifest or test | |
| To like rock my project complex | |
| And the Wise won' t cease - | |
| The Gods don' t stop til it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I self lord and my crew | |
| Coming through | |
| Gotta teach what we taught to each other | |
| Swearing on my crown that I' ll down any clown | |
| Lost but wasn' t found on account of any suckers | |
| Taking what was needed from the things that I was taught | |
| Now I teach as I reach all the brothers in the ghetto | |
| Listen as I speak to the weak I gotta teach | |
| And those that fell a victim circumstances had to let em | |
| Wise is on the top of any beat that I may play on | |
| Stay on every single beat within the wax | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher posse' s fat! | |
| I fear when suckers state that we consist of new jacks | |
| People look at us and see that we consist of teachers | |
| Violence not a part of what we live to manifest | |
| And anyone who thinks that we be violent is a snake | |
| Or he has been puffing on a spliff of buddha bless | |
| Listen to the king as I sing upon streets | |
| Teaching with my speech | |
| So learn a lesson as I speak I' m unique | |
| I' m unique! And the wise won' t cease - | |
| The Gods don' t stop until it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 4 | |
| Coming again we step four and it' s dope | |
| Some of you may hope | |
| That I might even slip upon a note | |
| But I won' t - | |
| I will only quote what the ink spilled and wrote | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| Note - that every time that I grab the mic I feel like there' s no stopping | |
| I' m godly hip hopping | |
| Dropping what I have to call the dope and daily mathematics | |
| Yo, how many of us have it? | |
| I, I self lord and many other brothers | |
| Unseen to the scene of being saw | |
| Let your brain cells unthaw, I' m god | |
| I say Allah-u-akbar then pause | |
| ' Bout to give a shoutout to the posse that I feature | |
| Peace Poor Righteous Teachers peace | |
| Well one must say, peace to the queen Shakiyla word up | |
| We in this peace |
| zuò cí : Tony Depula Wise Intelligent | |
| zuò qǔ : Tony Depula Wise Intelligent | |
| intro | |
| At this time I have the honor to present to you. . . | |
| The moral leader of our Nation. . . | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I self lord and my pen | |
| Once again sitting here at the tear of thought | |
| Meditating of the hip plus the hip must hop | |
| As I drop my style I let the lessons be taught | |
| Praises are due to the arm-leg-leg, arm, the head | |
| To Allah, if you' re mentally dead | |
| But if you' re self wise, to the knowledge of self | |
| Then you may comprehend the great truth that I' ve said | |
| Knowledge is the base of all life within the cipher | |
| Or the first step towards the righteous rhyme | |
| Knowledge is the weight upon the black man' s brain | |
| Or his third eye which is known as the mind | |
| As I proceed to get paid I go on | |
| The Islamic thought might bust this mic | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna teach them all | |
| ' Cause I-self lord beats God by birthright | |
| Pickin' up the thoughts that I thought could teach | |
| Father S getting paid on the two Technics | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher' s posse' s large | |
| Rolling to the Wise, think it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Comin again we step two in our flow | |
| The Poor Righteous Teachers gonna to drop yo smooth | |
| As I step with my rep I let | |
| The intellect flow to show and prove | |
| Oh yes I' m God, that I must make born | |
| For them snakes that them can' t stop me | |
| The Wise has always commenced to teach | |
| And I' m up with the tribe called P-R-T | |
| tribe called PRT tribe called PRT P, R, T | |
| Knowledge plus knowledge equals two | |
| What are we gonna do? | |
| Culture let the Wise come through | |
| On two | |
| Wise you gonna teach them? True! | |
| On you! Culture, but the count is on two | |
| Well one two Let me on the set on the set I get | |
| Teaching them with my intellect they sweat | |
| Trying to get the things that the Wise want pressed | |
| The Butt Naked Booty Bless when undressed | |
| This style I manifest or test | |
| To like rock my project complex | |
| And the Wise won' t cease - | |
| The Gods don' t stop til it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 3 | |
| I self lord and my crew | |
| Coming through | |
| Gotta teach what we taught to each other | |
| Swearing on my crown that I' ll down any clown | |
| Lost but wasn' t found on account of any suckers | |
| Taking what was needed from the things that I was taught | |
| Now I teach as I reach all the brothers in the ghetto | |
| Listen as I speak to the weak I gotta teach | |
| And those that fell a victim circumstances had to let em | |
| Wise is on the top of any beat that I may play on | |
| Stay on every single beat within the wax | |
| The Poor Righteous Teacher posse' s fat! | |
| I fear when suckers state that we consist of new jacks | |
| People look at us and see that we consist of teachers | |
| Violence not a part of what we live to manifest | |
| And anyone who thinks that we be violent is a snake | |
| Or he has been puffing on a spliff of buddha bless | |
| Listen to the king as I sing upon streets | |
| Teaching with my speech | |
| So learn a lesson as I speak I' m unique | |
| I' m unique! And the wise won' t cease - | |
| The Gods don' t stop until it' s time to say peace | |
| Verse 4 | |
| Coming again we step four and it' s dope | |
| Some of you may hope | |
| That I might even slip upon a note | |
| But I won' t - | |
| I will only quote what the ink spilled and wrote | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| As smooth as it floats | |
| Note - that every time that I grab the mic I feel like there' s no stopping | |
| I' m godly hip hopping | |
| Dropping what I have to call the dope and daily mathematics | |
| Yo, how many of us have it? | |
| I, I self lord and many other brothers | |
| Unseen to the scene of being saw | |
| Let your brain cells unthaw, I' m god | |
| I say Allah-u-akbar then pause | |
| ' Bout to give a shoutout to the posse that I feature | |
| Peace Poor Righteous Teachers peace | |
| Well one must say, peace to the queen Shakiyla word up | |
| We in this peace |
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