Allies
Poor Righteous Teachers Lyrics

WJ: Yo this mic is on?
Opening statement to confirm if the microphone is working or not

The wickedest combination in the world!
Acknowledging that the combination of Poor Righteous Teachers and Refugees is one of the strongest in the world

WI: No doubt Poor Righteous Teachers Refugees you know what I'm saying?
Confirming the combination of Poor Righteous Teachers and Refugees and expecting others to acknowledge and understand it

[Pras] Walk around in the record industry I'm looking at all the Pharasees Asking me where I'm going All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen They welcome me into Jerusalem Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham I got my .45 by my side Just in case another nigga tests me someone's gonna die
Pras confronts the phonies in the record industry but remains hopeful that one day, justice will prevail. Pras moves around with a group of people, prepared to defend themselves in case someone tries to harm them.

[Wyclef Jean] Bo bo so bo I leave the boat for the pope Smoke mad weed but not touch Bayley Coke Primary purpose of the set Is to present techniques and guided practice And forced access to forfeit Emcees lose focus Wyclef to accomplish throwing crumbs in the hell pit Vocabulary, comprehension, steady reading and critical analyzing Techniques to enable DJ's to interact with my material Play it on your turntable scratch it if you're able Characteristics, circumstances Will determine how long you live Mr. actor, Mrs. actress I act will snatch gats from kids with packed back black raps In an Ac to get with that
Wyclef Jean raps about his primary purpose of performing and exposing techniques to emerging artists. He reminds everyone about the consequences of choices made in life. He also gives tips to other DJs about how to interact with his material on their turntables. He snatches guns from kids who use violence to sell their music.

LH: Ah ah ah ah WI: Easy!
Lauryn Hill provides vocals and Wyclef Jean reassures her about the flow of their collaboration

[Wise Intelligent] Black people say I represent when I get my chance But when I'm rippin' to this beat, yo it's my nubian dance That I be doing Around these suckers' titles that I ruin Although you do not like the flow you should not have been booing Now you and your crew had better get your act together Before I have to cut the fool release the stormy weather Whatever you say, but nigga pop your shit my way And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye Now put it away and stay the fuck up out my face I smack you in the mouth homeboy and you'll be missing taste What a waste to everything existing up till now So many claiming butter but just don't be knowing how LH: Ah ah ah WI: So my selector, come with the rhythm!
Wise Intelligent raps about representing Black people and ruining the titles of those who don't like his flow. He warns others to get their act together or face the consequences. He also calls out those who pretend to be experts in hip hop, but really don't know anything. Lauryn Hill adds her vocals and Wyclef Jean calls out for the music.

For sure I'm law to be the poor righteous conscious You might just feel thrust when I touch like Midas My toungue is gigantic, lyrics are tremendous Wyclef and Pras they drop hits wherever they goes like Gladys Catch the midnight train to Georgia As my tongue does a dropkick like Sgt. Slaughter New world order, you lions who are trying to roar I'll silence you lambs like Jodie Foster There's no need to feel sentimental Parental guidance is advised for those who despise The Wise and Intelligent, Refugees, immigrants WI: My selector, Culture Freedom lay the wickedest basslines May...I...kick a little something for the G-O-D's in the J-E-are-S-E-why Because you niggas know me I'm the da gan ya dee Sixteen five four three five coincide freak wise Time you recognize who run up in the nine Rush like water raw cuts in your guts Trails from Rozelle oh hell we rock bells Live as Stuyvesant, Wise and them, rise again The Gods A.V.G. they'll bomb Washin- No man 'em trouble they jet something Don't make me have to kick you on your God damned chin I'll frappe you in your head with bottle of Heinekein La Mister Wise
Wise Intelligent shares his message of consciousness and power through music. He compares himself to Midas and his lyrics to impressive giants. Wyclef Jean and Pras are acknowledged for creating hits wherever they go. Wise Intelligent tells those who oppose him to seek parental guidance, especially those who despise his message. Culture Freedom's basslines continue to amaze. Wise Intelligent wants to remind everyone that he is the real deal, and his crew won't hesitate to take action. He will strike his enemies on the chin or hit them with a bottle of Heineken.

[Lauryn Hill] OK, ha My intellect will protect what you threaten Captain to Lieutenant, even take cadets in I take them all rich and to the powerful Don't fear no other force, I be defining your hardcore The folklore you spread down over tracks Got you gassed off some shit may I suggest Ex-Lax Relax! Your whole perception seems to be distorted In my dimensions fake refugees get deported Jokers be biting each other's styles so much it's eerie So many deja vu's but can't no other crews come near me It's weary, my brothers couldn't hold this if they grasped it Confession to Jesus are even tried to master I passed it off the levels of your mere mathematics I'm on some astrophysics Quantum Leaping on your tactics Triple bypasses, your crew's slow as molasses While I amass cream like Jackie Kennedy Onassis Ah ah ah ah Refugee P.R.T. connect New Jersey, this is how we do it
Lauryn Hill shares her message of strength and confidence in the face of threats. She's open to guiding anyone, from cadets to the rich and powerful, and she has no fear of other forces. She addresses the fake refugees, calling them out for biting each other's styles. She is confident in her work's power and won't dumb it down to mere math. Lauryn Hill is imaginative, likening her work to astrophysics. She accumulates wealth and success while others stay slow.

WI: If hip hop was a thing that money could not buy The righteous would never live and the righteous would never die Poor Righteous teachers and Refugees come to testify We world sexy style Yo
Wise Intelligent raps about the downfalls of the commercialization of hip hop, explaining that true artists would not be recognized. He acknowledges his group's unique style.