PRT debuted in 1989 with the release of the single "Time to Say Peace" b/w "Butt Naked Booty Bless." The trio released its first album, Holy Intellect, in 1990,[3] amid a number of similarly pro-Black albums such as Public Enemy's Fear of a Black Planet, X-Clan's To the East, Blackwards, and Brand Nubian's One for All. While not as commercially successful as these albums, Holy Intellect received critical acclaim and spawned the group's only major radio hit, "Rock Dis Funky Joint." PRT returned in 1991 with its second album, Pure Poverty.[3] The album was not as commercially successful as its debut, and was not as acclaimed. The lead single "Shakiyla (JRH)", became a minor rap hit that year. The group's third, and possibly most successful release to date, Black Business, was released in 1993.[3] Sales were once again limited, but the album was a critical success. The album's lead single, "Nobody Move", received little radio airplay. After a three-year hiatus, PRT returned as a group in 1996 with its fourth album, The New World Order.[3] Released in a new Hip Hop era, the album received little attention, failing to reach the Billboard 200 album chart. The album's lead single, "Word Iz Life", was barely able to reach the Hot Rap Singles chart, peaking at the chart's lowest position, #50. Despite the lack of significant attention, the album, like its past releases, received significant acclaim.
In 2001, Poor Righteous Teachers dropped the rare underground release Declaration of Independence.[3] In 2006, Cha-Ching Records released Rare & Unreleased, a compilation of rare Poor Righteous Teachers songs and remixes.[4][5]
PRT had a short feud with rapper YZ over reels of tapes that YZ would not give back to its owner, PRT.[6]
Father Shaheed died on May 26, 2014, from a motorcycle accident.[7]
Miss ghetto
Poor Righteous Teachers Lyrics
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Yeah, This one is dedicated to all my niggaz in central New Jerusalem
All the brothers who picked up that ring after I put it down
And took Miss Ghetto to be their unlawfully wedded wives
Poor Righteous Teachers representing the nine
It's like that and you don't stop
She's like cocaine, running around my brain
I know some crack slingers, crack slingers and cracker shankers
They soldier-train us, teaching their kids to murder strangers
They live for danger, they express the "I a Nigga"
Miss Ghetto got 'em dreaming of loot and Swiss bankers
The finest weapons, packing tri-action Smith and Wessons
Unlike the 80's, ladies packing 680's(?)
The shit is crazy, but it's like the ghetto babies
They gotta eat, so the streets provide the gravy
I thought that maybe I could show them that other way G
of Gods and Earths, resurrected through mental birth
From death to life, teaching niggas of every type
The wrongs and rights, to put an end to living trife
The black man is God, the 12th jewel is thirteen
The pursuit of it can make savages out of kings
Cause blush, to live with these niggas is in a rush
In God they trust, so they sell crack to us
Lust for what whitey got and whitey has
Can see your ass on pursuit to get cash
To look thrash, to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing you bitch
Bust it
Chorus:
I ain't marrying Miss Ghetto again
First chance I get to bounce world life I'm bouncing (x2)
She's like cocaine running around my brain
(No matter how much loot I get I'm staying in the projects) (x2)
Down in my gutter
Just like others there's teenage mothers
There's dying brothers, shooting out with one another
They wanted badly, for sisters to call them Daddy
To drive a Caddy, stories unheard by Dear Abby
They're dressing flashy
Can't be caught in fatigue khakis
They're rocking cool G(?), versace and cold boots G
These brothers do it for the love of the life
But I refuse to fall twice and take Miss Ghetto to wife
I used to sex her, bust my nut, get my cash real fast
But that was all that she produced, I felt my life wouldn't last
We used to go to New York, traffic guns of all sort
When killing became sport street life became short
I thought, "Are we junkies like these baseheads, Yo
They addicted to the crack while we addicted to dough"
For truly, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing you bitch
Bust it
Chorus
See, there go some niggas that I used to roll with
Still on that crack and gun shit
Endless pursuit to rush shit, bust it
Miss Ghetto got 'em strung out on the putang cream
That does up Wu-Tang fiends
For slingin cocaine, dig it
We used to do the bumper crack for the sex
While making love to the checks, Miss Ghetto's steelo complex
Living trifling, no matter where my life went
Miss Ghetto, my new wife, went she made it more exciting
Fighting, shooting out, doing all types dirt
Being these, seeing G's putting in much work
Word, we used to keep a sisters underwear laced
With ganja and freebase and bo juice to parlay
Flip! Me and my niggas ran the strip pushing dips
Black cats and plastics, fucking the minds of black kids
Till one day, I was confronted by this wise old chap
He said, "I know you sell crack, but what, you out to kill blacks?"
I wasn't trying to hear it, my excuse sorta weak
I said that we gotta eat, that's why we running these streets
Then he said, "Don't you know that whitey give you that coke,
that bullshit pursuit of plush that got you killing your folk?"
Life, I didn't understand that shit back then
But now I do so I refuse to roll with whitey again
Bust it
I ain't marrying Miss Ghetto again
First chance I get to bounce word life I'm bouncing, niggas.
I ain't marrying Miss Ghetto again
First chance I get to bounce word life I'm bouncing, niggas.
Chorus x2
See Gods, you like cocaine, fucking with my brain
You like cocaine, running around my brain
For the love of this...
The song “Miss Ghetto” by Poor Righteous Teachers is a love story that is dedicated to all the brothers who picked up the ring after the singer put it down, taking Miss Ghetto to be their unlawfully wedded wives. The song is about the ghetto life and the struggles of living in the projects. The singer describes Miss Ghetto as being like cocaine, running around his brain, and he associates her with crack slingers and cracker shankers who teach their kids to murder strangers. Despite the danger, Miss Ghetto has a hold on the people in the ghetto who are dreaming of loot and Swiss bankers.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo for truly, we representing for the love of this (this is a love story)
This song is a love story about Miss Ghetto.
Yeah, This one is dedicated to all my niggaz in central New Jerusalem
The song is dedicated to all the people in Central New Jerusalem.
All the brothers who picked up that ring after I put it down
This is about the brothers who married Miss Ghetto after the singer.
And took Miss Ghetto to be their unlawfully wedded wives
The singer thinks that marrying Miss Ghetto is not a good decision.
Poor Righteous Teachers representing the nine
This song is being represented by the Poor Righteous Teachers, a group of nine people.
It's like that and you don't stop
This line is a common phrase used to indicate that what is happening is continuing non-stop.
She's like cocaine, running around my brain
Miss Ghetto is like an addiction that is running around in the singer's brain.
Miss Ghetto be like cocaine, running around your brain
Miss Ghetto can be like an addiction that is running around in your brain too.
I know some crack slingers, crack slingers and cracker shankers
The singer knows some people who sell and use crack cocaine.
They soldier-train us, teaching their kids to murder strangers
These people are raising their children to become soldiers and teaching them to harm innocent people.
They live for danger, they express the "I a Nigga"
These people are always seeking danger and they take pride in being African American.
Miss Ghetto got 'em dreaming of loot and Swiss bankers
Miss Ghetto is causing people to dream of making a lot of money and having Swiss bank accounts.
The finest weapons, packing tri-action Smith and Wessons
People are carrying expensive guns like the Smith and Wesson tri-action model.
Unlike the 80's, ladies packing 680's(?)
In contrast to the 1980s, women are carrying more advanced guns like the 680 model.
The shit is crazy, but it's like the ghetto babies
The situation is insane, but the people in the ghetto are used to it.
They gotta eat, so the streets provide the gravy
People need to survive, so they turn to the streets for help.
I thought that maybe I could show them that other way G
The singer wanted to show people a different way of life.
of Gods and Earths, resurrected through mental birth
The singer believes in the idea of Gods and Earths and wants to help people through their mental rebirth.
From death to life, teaching niggas of every type
The singer wants to teach people from all walks of life to change for the better.
The wrongs and rights, to put an end to living trife
The singer wants to help people to understand the difference between right and wrong and to stop living recklessly.
The black man is God, the 12th jewel is thirteen
The singer believes that the black man is God and that the 12th jewel is actually thirteen.
The pursuit of it can make savages out of kings
People can become violent in their pursuit of a better life.
Cause blush, to live with these niggas is in a rush
Living with these people can be dangerous because they are always in a hurry.
In God they trust, so they sell crack to us
These people trust in God, but they still sell drugs to make money.
Lust for what whitey got and whitey has
People desire what white people have and what they can offer.
Can see your ass on pursuit to get cash
People are willing to do whatever it takes to make money.
To look thrash, to driving the latest jags
People are willing to spend money to look good and to drive expensive cars.
To rock rags made by Italian fags
People are willing to wear expensive clothes made by Italian fashion designers.
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
The singer did not intend to become addicted to the lifestyle associated with Miss Ghetto.
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing you bitch
The singer is ending his relationship with Miss Ghetto by calling her a slut and a bitch.
Chorus: I ain't marrying Miss Ghetto again
The singer is saying that he will not marry Miss Ghetto again.
First chance I get to bounce world life I'm bouncing (x2)
The singer is saying that he will leave this life behind as soon as he gets the chance.
She's like cocaine running around my brain
Miss Ghetto is like an addiction that is running around in the singer's brain.
(No matter how much loot I get I'm staying in the projects) (x2)
The singer is saying that he will stay in the projects regardless of how much money he makes.
Down in my gutter
The singer is in a bad situation.
Just like others there's teenage mothers
There are teenage mothers in the singer's community.
There's dying brothers, shooting out with one another
People in the community are dying from violence and they are fighting with each other.
They wanted badly, for sisters to call them Daddy
Some men in the community want women to call them dad or father-figure.
To drive a Caddy, stories unheard by Dear Abby
Some people in the community want to drive a Cadillac and they have secrets that they don't want to share with anyone.
They're dressing flashy
Some people in the community are dressing in expensive and flashy clothing.
Can't be caught in fatigue khakis
People in the community cannot be seen wearing outdated clothes.
They're rocking cool G(?), versace and cold boots G
People are wearing fashionable clothes by designers like Versace and shoes such as Timberland boots.
These brothers do it for the love of the life
People in the community are doing these things for the thrill of it.
But I refuse to fall twice and take Miss Ghetto to wife
The singer is saying that he refuses to make the same mistake twice and marry Miss Ghetto again.
I used to sex her, bust my nut, get my cash real fast
The singer used to engage in sexual activity with Miss Ghetto and make money quickly.
But that was all that she produced, I felt my life wouldn't last
The singer realizes that engaging with Miss Ghetto was a dead-end and would not lead to a long life.
We used to go to New York, traffic guns of all sort
The singer used to go to New York to sell guns of all kinds.
When killing became sport street life became short
When killing became an everyday occurrence, life became shorter.
I thought, "Are we junkies like these baseheads, Yo
The singer is questioning whether or not they are addicted to the lifestyle like drug addicts.
They addicted to the crack while we addicted to dough"
Drug addicts are addicted to crack cocaine while the singer and others are addicted to making money.
For truly, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
The singer reiterates that he did not intend to fall in love with this lifestyle.
Chorus
The chorus repeats the idea that the singer will never marry Miss Ghetto again and will leave this lifestyle behind.
See Gods, you like cocaine, fucking with my brain
The singer believes that the Gods are like an addiction that is affecting his brain.
You like cocaine, running around my brain
The singer repeats that the Gods are like an addiction that is running around in his brain.
For the love of this...
The singer repeats that this song is about the love of Miss Ghetto.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ALBERT JOHNSON, KEJUAN WALIEK MUCHITA, SCOTT D. PHILLIPS, TIMOTHY WADELL GRIMES
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