Funke Wisdom Kool Moe Dee

[Intro]
Wisdom
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke
Funke, funke, funke (Funke funke wisdom)
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke (What, what, what, what, what?)
Funke, funke, funke, funke, funke, funke (Wisdom)

[Verse 1]
Money: The root of all evil
Follow the dollar, and where will it lead to?
Pseudoscience, material math
Six degrees of knowledge, brother, you don't know the half
Symbolizin' symbolism, exercisin' mysticism
Make a little money, now you wanna tell me how you're livin'
Suckers sellin' what you're sellin', now you're sellin' out
The devil sold a dream and you bought it without thinkin' 'bout
How the beast'll decrease the brain wave
With material thoughts from the crib to the grave
Slaves, got you livin' just to die
For the money, lookin' sweet, slick and sly
Long as you're ridin' and your system's fly
You don't give a damn if your homeboys die
So we gotta find a way to get paid in the system
With or without money, with funke funke wisdom