I'm not 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, or a scripture that looks

Like a Biblical writing inviting 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 lower 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 infallible power

Knowledge is king Now who wants some, come get it

A battle is a test of wits and I'm witted

Hard beats a torch and I lit it

Set the world on fire, I get it Now that it feels good, I'm heating up

I feed off knowledge and can't get 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 dollar or 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 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

Want to be a star, drive a big car

Live bourgeois, don't know who you 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 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 it Hangin' like a pound that can come down

But you're hangin' the brain, so your brain's hell-bound

Lost and 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 cool 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

You know how to count but you don't know when

And 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 eden know what they're killin' for Following rulers, instead of the prophets

The wicked can rule ya but the knowledge can stop it

Souls can't be controlled, it's a spiritual thing

But you got the knowledge, knowledge is king

Knowledge is king