God still shall commence
 To show and prove  thy third a power of Wise  Intelligence
 Wise  G's comin again again and again
 Watch the move  ghetto move
 Ruffly rough  smoothly smove
 Yes some do wanna know why we state the lyrics that are... fresh
 What's the time  black man's time
 There's no need axe me that
 Why I'm an original teacher just for being that of black
 Follow me now see... see I be puttin
 Those that ain't in place and placin that be good and plenty
 See God be on that road that leads to mastering one-twenty
 From who's the original man to how far's Pluto from the sun
 Uphold the weight of earth and that's, six sextillion tons
 These devils lying to blacks so through the teacher truth will come
 The black man's God, what's grafted is devil
 And Jesus not Christian
 The sun the seven the moon the star there's sixteen shades to black
 The proper education, ay, consider me exact
 You lack you lose you lose you lost the knowledge of yourself
 And if you don't know who you are, you won't know no-one else
 I'm comin' again, Wise G's comin-again-again-and-again
 Ahh, ease up ahh yes a lot!
 *laughter*
 Stop that