Snowgoons - Teacher's Trademark lyrics

[Intro] Wise Intelligent Poor Righteous Teacher Snowgoons Dirty Jerz, Germany connect This how's 'bout to happen [Hook: Wise Intelligent] Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk Robbing and k**ing them of teacher trademark Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not So they murmur a teacher without second thought "I control the stage since the golden age" - Edo G 'Claimin' Respect 2' [Verse 1: Wise Intelligent] Remember knick knack patty wack give a dog a bone? No, don't give 'em nothin' but the fo' fifth chrome A muzzle, knuckles, some tribulation and trouble Lean on his scheme until his punk a** crumble Humble, hustle, Timothy never tumble Any hood that I come through, rappers call me they uncle And if I'm repping my jungle, Dirty Jerz in ya house Sit thirty birds on ya couch, put more than words in they mouth I'm that spinner who sips a fifth of cherry wine and [?] Quote a scripture, paint a clear picture 'bout how this sh** gon' get ya Get ya wide like sister's thighs when they welcoming Wise Or they eyes when they surprised by the rising size But besides my s**ual powers I was just f**ing with ya Switch the issue, I had some issues so I copped me a pistol Yet I'm peace, repping the east and Brick City and such We were skinny can not get any n***as give me they lunch [Hook: Wise Intelligent] Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk Robbing and k**ing them of teacher trademark Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not So they murmur a teacher without second thought [Verse 2: Wise Intelligent] I'm going downtown baby, your street in the Dodge Viper Call me the Pied Piper, I got ya chick to follow I got the nickle hollows, I get the pickle swallow I tell a copper, "Listen, I ain't Amadou Diallo." [?] I say many bottles, Dolce Gabbana models I makes 'em wobble wobble Watch how they shake and drop it Cop it, if it's MC's on the topic Negros believe I'm a prophet, critics agree but they knock it Till I put g's in they pocket co*k this heater and pop it Watch it, rep Brick City bet it to a buck fifty She wanna f** skinny, up in the truck with me Bend over bump with me, never s** a s*ut titties Mind on this money see this money is mine This might sound funny but I'm still wonderful with the rhyme You see I'm still independent and defending my grind So while you clapping that iron out I'll be perfectly fine, ya dig? [Hook: Wise Intelligent] Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk Robbing and k**ing them of teacher trademark Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not So they murmur a teacher without second thought [Verse 3: Wise Intelligent] Uh oh, heads up cause I'm dropping some sh** How any topic ya pick when I'm on top of ya mix I like it Mid tempo when my sh** go on your instrumental You're still [?] to be this influential Intelligently yet eccentrically live I pack big guns when I ride, who like to see if I'm lying? I pop up every so often costing MC's their jobs But why the f** where they high? They're narcolepticly tired Money managed way lacking talent most artistically challenged Preacher balanced between the talent and the marketing dollars [?] should be popping they collars, stop and holler You never find a rhymer hotter than him The talented Tim Taylor don't be hating on them Well f** it I am, don't be overrating 'em then The paper the pen The tools which I use to ascend when tagging my name Trying to get my foot in the game [Hook: Wise Intelligent] Sick of them trick turn insignificant talk Robbing and k**ing them of teacher trademark Cool, unscrupulous gangsta I fear not So they murmur a teacher without second thought