Hot Damn I'm Great

[Culture Freedom] Heavens to Merkatroid!! *Snagglepuss imitation* [Wise Intelligent] Posse, friends God, tend to the teacher Stammered at me concept, teacher nice it up, right PRT p-osse, boy ghetto with philosophers All can't get enough of this, drummer common insight, check Here comes the teacher with another funky new Radical, butt-naked booty stinkin form of thinkin Off an on off-step, concept, tell em Culture Freedom Shall I sex this? (Well God it's sexy!) This this step steppers come and steppers swingin Most blacks back back-up what the hell we bringin G-fine nearly singin, my rhythm hit the roof!! This one's dedicated to the CISI missing youth, cause This hit the teacher with another style of mashin up A damn dance, jams get, jammed by the PRT p-osse (and) Tone can I get a sound check, well can I start this (Yo Wise, it's started) You know I look into the mirror see myself and then I always often say... "Hot damn I'm great" Chorus: repeat two lines 3X Let's be realistic... (you are the best) [ahh yeah] hot damn I'm great See me forgetting on the top of every set Of about a million and one of my songs, my favorite's Holy Intellect Check Wise on the rise I emerge from slum Come one come all see, the teacher heal the dumb Cause, this hit the teacher givin birth to a ghetto style Display, most poor people of the planet Can relate to, poverty in a song Conquered and divided, tricked and undecided Black people in oppresion, so the oppressed tell about it So I often give ya what I think ya need to know Understanding jamming mind and Culture Freedom tell ya so No black no white, cause black be's first Son of man, take a stand, for black children of the earth Just, just check out teacher and the way that I evolved Since last time, I'm truely perfection But, don't balance this with the other LP For the last rhymes, cause there's no connection If I was the DJ Father Shaheed come and tell em what I'd say... "Hot damn I'm great" Chorus: repeat two lines 4X See draw the clearer picture of the teacher teachin this It's, sort of smooth, roughness Plus this flow go more miles back God's gotta be that of a leader in this thing called rap Cause, this hit the teacher on the roads often travelled By the multitude, Culture Freedom knows it best Some of them got a problem with the Gods in the house Cause we don't sleep, traitor interpretate this Allah equal God equal He with supreme qualities You best believe God's real and If it's God Sha, it's gotta be ("Tribe... called... P... R... T-T...") Culture Free, Father Sha, and me, cause This hit the teacher on a whole nother level With a clear scope, and range on things hang Out by the speaker if you're weak or come and eat From the strong song, that's if you are what you eat Never will I feed ya that of poison and disguise it With a beat, the tree of life be's me Sweet chariot, come fi carry me home, and I pray... "Hot damn I'm great" *interpretations of chorus to end*