I ain't goin' I'm gone Up up up and away And I'm on A higher plane With a brain With a flame Feel the fire Desire the same Knowledge and wisdom And understanding Possessed by gods Transferred to man in A script of a book a scripture that looks Like a Biblical writing Inbiting a hook Of a song sing along with a strong Subliminal Message divesting all men from Criminal Acts of the Devil Revealed and reveled Designed to recline the mind to a lower level With no spiritual level Read the Holy Koran Or the Bible Because it's liable To be a revival For the weak who seek power it'll bring Infallble power Knowledge is king
Who wants some Come git-it A battle is a test of wits And I'm wit it Hard beats a torch And I lit it Stop the music Alright hit it Now that it feels good I'm heating up I feed off knowledge And can't eat enough Knowledge is infinite Suckers ain't into it Ignorance is bliss And they're kin to it Party and dance And don't ever glance At a book or look For their mind to advance Caught in a rut Chasing butt Trying to get a nut Evil feeds Off a source of apathy Weak in the mind And of course you have to be Less than a man More like a thing No knowledge you're nothin' Knowledge is king
My rhymes make A meak mind anorexic You can't hang without slang So eject it I've selected Rhymes for records To affect the effect Of the rhyme that left Hangin' like a pund That can't mome down But you're hangin' the brain So your brain's hell-bound Lost'n' found By the serpent's sound What you don't know Can't hurt that's profound Or absurd A better word An ignorant fool Is a real kool nerd Pockets are fat With an empty head Got a little fame and a name And you're brain dead You count dollars So ya think ya in
What good is knowing how to count If you don't know when Add history today And it will equal the future Repetitive mistakes 'Cause the brain ain't acute ya Need knowledge To understand The concept of sacrifice But man don't understand So we have to fight War Killing people we never Saw before Most don't even know What they're killin' for Following rulers Instead of the prophets The wicked can rule ya But knowledge can stop it Souls can't be controlled It's a spiritual thing But you got the knowledge Knowledge is king My knowledge comes From a spiritual force Stronger than any Earthly source Propaganda Hype or slander I won't believe the hype I understand the Media dictates The mind and rotates The way you think And syncopates slow pace Brains Can't maintain Ascertain
Insipid inane crass rain Insane lame Traditions All praise fame Positions Wants to be a star Drive a big car Live bourgeois And won't know who ya are Lost in the source And praising the dollar Whether your faith is Christ or Allah The knowledge of God Will teach one thing The dollar is moot Knowledge is king
