| Yeah, you knowwhatimean?
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| 'cause yo, this right here
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| Is called Knowledge of Self
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| When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself
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| You understand, yo, it’s gonna get your third eye opened
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| You can see things for what they are, and not what they appear to be Wanna kick the knowledge and pass this information to you?
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| Yo, there go the God right there, yo Peace, Born Knowledge
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| Peace God (Peace what up Bobby?)
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| Yo, yo… don’t even call me Bobby no more, man (What I call you?)
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| My name is Prince Rakeem (Today's Mathematics?)
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| I see Today’s Mathematics is being wisdom
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| Let me explain to you this way, God, the way I see it
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| (Chorus: female singer sample)
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| Ever since my Birth (no one there!)
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| I’ve had no one to care (worried all I know… yeah!)
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| (RZA)
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| They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
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| By a brother attemptin' to open
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| The graves, of these mentally dead slaves
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| Who’ve been lost on a cross, for decades
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| And centuries, lookin' for the liberty
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| But receive nothin', but misery
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| And hard times, and things of that nature
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| By the devil in a genocide caper
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| Little Boy Peep, has lost his sheep
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| But I found 'em, in a deep long sleep
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| Nine thousand miles away from home
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| Livin' the life of a modern-day Flintstone
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| We the people, supposed to be equal
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| But the men who wrote that, they was evil
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| Slave owners, who did not include us They just used us, and abused us First they trick you, then mentally kill you
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| And use technologies, to rebuild you
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| This whole plan was a perfect scam
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| See that’s why they called it, the Six Million Dollar Man
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| Six is the limitation of the Devil
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| In the Million square miles of land that he settles
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| Put you in a three piece suit, give you loot
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| Chemicals in your head to make you look cute
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| They use you as a fool to deceive your own people
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| And fillin' my children head with pins and needles
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| But I’ll take out the pins you inserted
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| And I’ll avenge all my mothers that you murdered
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| And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery
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| To speak the truth it takes bravery
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| And no man could stop my flow
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| Because I know what I speak and I speak what I know
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| (Hook: RZA)
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| What, becomes of a broken family?
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| Dreams are crushed and there’s no more family
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| (Chorus 2X with RZA)
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| (RZA)
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| Yo, as a life can be slowed down 20 frames per second
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| Seen through Panavision
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| The inner light inside my mind’s shines expands the prism
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| A man of wisdom, victorious and the glorious
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| Sight beyond sight we stand up as Divine Warriors
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| Who smite with the mighty right hand of God
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| Yield the holy sword, swings the holy rod
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| Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, escape the realm of Karma
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| Allow the true grace of God to shine through my persona
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| And build the reconstructional terms that’s constructive
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| As we destroy the negative germs that’s destructive
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| Productively, sincerely, we uphold the righteous banner
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| With the gold touch of Midas, mold the righteous hammer
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| And anvil, to the sound of Man-drill
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| Ignite to the speed of light cause time to stand still
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| Rewrite the script of Egypt, who made the Holy Bible
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| Or Koran, how long ago, who made the Holy Title?
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| Of I Self Lord And Master, who control the vital
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| Parts of your heart, who wrote the wise recitals?
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| Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, Arm-Leg-Leg-Arm-Head
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| Still puzzled like the jigsaw
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| (Chorus to fade) |