Poor Righteous Teachers - Dreadful Day Lyrics
featuring Junior Reid [Wise Intelligent] Yook yook yook yook yook yook yook! Poor Righteous Teachers is here up on the case with Mr. Junior Reid Ha ha What! Come down Mr. Junior Reid enter [Junior Reid] Thinking why Standing here thinking why standing here thinking why (x6) It was a dreadful day yeah Babylon take me away why Down to Riker's Island donde This is what I see every day, oh yeah Use razor cutters to cut matches in four Cause I not sure to get no more No no more No no more [Wise Intelligent] Witness the days and be real The days of boys and rappers Soul snatchers, gun clappers, and bloodsucking crackers The body catchers who keep their weapons pointed at ya The life subtracters, the poison animal eating slackers Nobody move, nobody bleed as I proceed I beg you heed this thing me talk with Junior Reid You load your clip, you ***** your shit get on your way You're guaranteed to murder something today From Riker's Island to Sing Sing and San Quentin You're touring prisons, result of all that bullshitting But now you're *****ing, better sharpen up that ice pick and Proceed to stick him or kiss your stupid ass good riddance [Junior Reid] Take me from my wonderful home, oh Carry me to here in Rome, no Someone's smart will use one comb Mine'll make a knife About to get fleas and lice Tonight The man who smoke and bruise lose They'll always have a next men to use Peep the gangsta man, why-oy Of this operation, why-oy Brutalization, why-oy Love to the nation, why-oy [Wise Intelligent] True That day they took me away they had me bound in shackles Locked down tweleve brothers connected by the ankles By chains we dangled imprisoned for the star spangled Banner for glamour mad mother*****er's slammer Just like the streets there's niggas in here wildin' out and dying You can receive any drugs that you want to try and The only difference between the streets and prison living Are homosexuals, the closest you can get to women And I ain't 'bout to demote the self and go that route I've been here two years, one week and I want out When will it cease, this way of death ain't fit for beasts I fail to see a correctional facility [Junior Reid] It was a dreadful day Eradication take me away Take me to a penitentiary This is what I see every day, oh yeah Use razor cutters to cut matches in four Cause me not sure to get no more No no more why-oy No no more yeah Ten men smoke once leave dayy Don't mean we on stage eight Look me eye no red Like wild monkey weed I'm dead, dead Poor Righetous Teacher And Junior Reid sensei We wanna see the sun rise In the land of the rising sun It was a dreadful day Babylon take me away Down to Riker's Island donde This is what I see every day, oh yeah This is what I see every day This is what I see every day Life in a jailhouse, life so rough Life in a jailhouse so tough So rough
