[Intro: RZA (Daddy-O)]
  Yeah, you knowwhatimean?
  Cuz yo, this right here
  Is called Knowledge of Self
  When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself
  You understand, yo, it's gonna get your third eye opened
  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?
  Yo, there go 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 (Today's Mathematics?)
  I see Today's Mathematics is being wisdom
  Let me explain to you this way, God, the way I see it
  
  [Chorus: female singer sample]
  Ever since my Birth (no one there!)
  I've had no one to care (worried all I know... yeah!)
  
  [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
  
  [Hook: RZA]
  What, becomes of a broken family?
  Dreams are crushed and there's no more family
  
  [Chorus 2X with RZA]
  
  [RZA]
  Yo, as a life can be slowed down 20 frames per second
  Seen through Panavision
  The inner light inside my mind's shines expands the prism
  A man of wisdom, victorious and the glorious
  Sight beyond sight we stand up as Divine Warriors
  Who smite with the mighty right hand of God
  Yield the holy sword, swings the holy rod
  Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, escape the realm of Karma
  Allow the true grace of God to shine through my persona
  And build the reconstructional terms that's constructive
  As we destroy the negative germs that's destructive
  Productively, sincerely, we uphold the righteous banner
  With the gold touch of Midas, mold the righteous hammer
  And anvil, to the sound of Man-drill
  Ignite to the speed of light cause time to stand still
  Rewrite the script of Egypt, who made the Holy Bible
  Or Koran, how long ago, who made the Holy Title?
  Of I Self Lord And Master, who control the vital
  Parts of your heart, who wrote the wise recitals?
  Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, Arm-Leg-Leg-Arm-Head
  Still puzzled like the jigsaw
  
  [Chorus to fade]