[Intro: RZA & Daddy-O]
Yeah, you know what I mean?
'Cause yo, this right here this is called Knowledge of Self
When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself
You know what I'm saying?
Yo; it's gonna get your third eye open
You can see things for what they are
And not what they appear to be
When the God gave me the knowledge
And pass this information to me, it's just-
Whatever, the God right there
Yo Peace, Born Knowledge, Peace God
Peace what up Bobby?
Yo, yo, don't even call me Bobby no more, man
What I call you?
My name is Prince Rakeem, you know what I'm saying?
What's Today's Mathematics?
I see Today's Mathematics is being wisdom
Let me explain like this to you God, how I see it
[Hook: sample]
Ever since my Birth (don't worry!)
I've had no one to care (worried all I know... yeah!)
[Verse 1: RZA]
They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
By a brother attemptin' to open
The graves, of these mentally dead slaves
Who've been lost on a cross, for decades
And centuries, lookin' for the liberty
But receive nothin', but misery
And hard times, and things of that nature
By the devil in a genocide caper
Little Boy Peep, has lost his sheep
But I found 'em, in a deep long sleep
Nine thousand miles away from home
Livin' the life of a modern-day Flintstone
We the people, supposed to be equal
But the men who wrote that, they was evil
Slave owners, who did not include us
They just used us, and abused us
First they trick you, then mentally kill you
And use technologies, to rebuild you
This whole plan was a perfect scam
See that's why they called it, the Six Million Dollar Man
Six is the limitation of the Devil
In the Million square miles of land that he settles
Put you in a three piece suit, give you loot
Chemicals in your head to make you look cute
They use you as a fool to deceive your own people
And fillin' my children head with pins and needles
But I'll take out the pins you inserted
And I'll avenge all my mothers that you murdered
And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery
To speak the truth it takes bravery
And no man could stop my flow
Because I know what I speak and I speak what I know
Yeah, you know what I mean?
'Cause yo, this right here this is called Knowledge of Self
When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself
You know what I'm saying?
Yo; it's gonna get your third eye open
You can see things for what they are
And not what they appear to be
When the God gave me the knowledge
And pass this information to me, it's just-
Whatever, the God right there
Yo Peace, Born Knowledge, Peace God
Peace what up Bobby?
Yo, yo, don't even call me Bobby no more, man
What I call you?
My name is Prince Rakeem, you know what I'm saying?
What's Today's Mathematics?
I see Today's Mathematics is being wisdom
Let me explain like this to you God, how I see it
[Hook: sample]
Ever since my Birth (don't worry!)
I've had no one to care (worried all I know... yeah!)
[Verse 1: RZA]
They say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
By a brother attemptin' to open
The graves, of these mentally dead slaves
Who've been lost on a cross, for decades
And centuries, lookin' for the liberty
But receive nothin', but misery
And hard times, and things of that nature
By the devil in a genocide caper
Little Boy Peep, has lost his sheep
But I found 'em, in a deep long sleep
Nine thousand miles away from home
Livin' the life of a modern-day Flintstone
We the people, supposed to be equal
But the men who wrote that, they was evil
Slave owners, who did not include us
They just used us, and abused us
First they trick you, then mentally kill you
And use technologies, to rebuild you
This whole plan was a perfect scam
See that's why they called it, the Six Million Dollar Man
Six is the limitation of the Devil
In the Million square miles of land that he settles
Put you in a three piece suit, give you loot
Chemicals in your head to make you look cute
They use you as a fool to deceive your own people
And fillin' my children head with pins and needles
But I'll take out the pins you inserted
And I'll avenge all my mothers that you murdered
And brutalized, by this modern form of slavery
To speak the truth it takes bravery
And no man could stop my flow
Because I know what I speak and I speak what I know
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