| Wise Intelligent
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| Poor Righteous Teacher
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| Snowgoons
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| Dirty Jerz, Germany connect
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| This how’s 'bout to happen
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| Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk
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| Robbing and killing them of teacher trademark
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| Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not
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| So they murmur a teacher without second thought
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| «I control the stage since the golden age» — Edo G 'Claimin' Respect 2'
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| Remember knick knack patty wack give a dog a bone?
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| No, don’t give 'em nothin' but the fo' fifth chrome
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| A muzzle, knuckles, some tribulation and trouble
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| Lean on his scheme until his punk ass crumble
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| Humble, hustle, Timothy never tumble
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| Any hood that I come through, rappers call me they uncle
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| And if I’m repping my jungle, Dirty Jerz in ya house
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| Sit thirty birds on ya couch, put more than words in they mouth
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| I’m that spinner who sips a fifth of cherry wine in his whip
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| I quote a scripture, paint a clear picture 'bout how this shit gon' get ya
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| Get ya wide like sister’s thighs when they welcoming Wise
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| Or they eyes when they surprised by the rotten' insides
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| But besides my sexual powers I was just fucking with ya
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| Switch the issue, I had some issues so I copped me a pistol
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| Yet I’m peace, repping the east Redbrick City and such
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| We were skinny can not get any niggas give me they lunch
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| Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk
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| Robbing and killing them of teacher trademark
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| Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not
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| So they murmur a teacher without second thought
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| I’m going downtown baby, your street in the Dodge Viper
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| Call me the Pied Piper, I got ya chick to follow
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| I got the nickle hollows, I get the pickle swallow
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| I tell a copper, «Listen, I ain’t Amadou Diallo.»
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| I say many bottles, Dolce Gabbana models
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| I makes 'em wobble wobble
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| Watch how they shake and drop it
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| Cop it, if it’s MC’s on the topic
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| Negros believe I’m a prophet, critics agree but they knock it
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| Till I put g’s in they pocket
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| Cock this heater and pop it
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| Watch it, Redbrick City bet it to a buck fifty
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| She wanna fuck skinny, up in the truck with me
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| Bend over bump with me, never suck a slut titties
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| Mind on this money see this money is mine
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| This might sound funny but I’m still wonderful with the rhyme
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| You see I’m still independent and defending my grind
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| So while you clapping that iron out I’ll be perfectly fine, ya dig?
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| Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk
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| Robbing and killing them of teacher trademark
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| Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not
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| So they murmur a teacher without second thought
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| Uh oh, heads up cause I’m dropping some shit
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| How any topic ya pick when I’m on top of ya mix I like it
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| Mid tempo when my shit go on your instrumental
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| Yeah still it ain’t that simple, to be this influential
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| Intelligently yet eccentrically live
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| I pack big guns when I ride, who like to see if I’m lying?
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| I pop up every so often costing MC’s their jobs
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| But why the fuck were they high? |
| They’re narcolepticly tired
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| Money managed way lacking talent most artistically challenged
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| Preacher balanced between the talent and the marketing dollars
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| should be popping they collars, stop and holler
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| You never find a rhymer hotter than him
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| The talented Tim
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| Taylor don’t be hating on them
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| Well fuck it I am, don’t be overrating 'em then
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| The paper the pen
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| The tools of which I use to ascend when tagging my name
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| Trying to get my foot in the game
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| Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk
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| Robbing and killing them of teacher trademark
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| Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not
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| So they murmur a teacher without second thought |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Teacher's Trademark, artist - Snowgoons. Album song German Lugers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп