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Dance To My Ministry

GPM] Peace God!

[LJM] Aiyyo peace

[GPM] What's the science?

[LJM] Elevation

[GPM] You gettin ready to drop math on this?

[LJM] True indeed my brother

[GPM] Well it's time to start the revolution

[LJM] Aight, so let's start this

[Lord Jamar]

See it's a positive force which guides my course

It ain't Little Bo Peep, who's sheep Little lost

It's the Tribe, the God Tribe of Shabazz

First on the planet Earth, but definite to be the last

If Allah stands, she'll pass

Students enroll, while Jamar teach class

Seminar I give, is for you to live

Not try to keep your mind captive

I break shackles, tear down tabernacles

Any problem in sight, Jamar tackles

Bones crackles as I start to break

the body of the snake that's fake!

Unto my people, lies and deceit

through trickery, but, Hickory Dickory

Dock, time's run out on the clock

The shepherd is here to protect the flock

With my staff I walk through the wilderness

Build on math, and destroy all the villainous criminals

Perpetratin constant subliminal signs to brainwash the minds

of the unknowin, kept church goin

It's time to shine light, that's why I'm Provin and Showin

That the age has come to be concious

not unconcious, cause in your subconcious mind

you find I speak the truth, from the DJ booth

straight to the youth, of the inner city, and the outskirts

Some may disagree, but yo hey, the truth hurts

Lord Jamar, and I'll advance in the industry

I'm makin sure you can dance to my ministry

Now dance!


Aiyyo come, into my laboratory

I'ma take you on a tour..

An ankh is the key and the key is knowledge

which unlocks my lab's door..

Kemet lets you enter, heat generates from the center

Lord Jamar's an inventor

Production of black facts, put on to a black wax

I got a lot to say, set in stacks

To the Right is where I keep my fuel

The Qu'ran and 120 lessons

Am I the nicest? Count your 12 jewels

Word is bond, cause the Gods keep testin

Why the test? Cause I'm 'fessin this duty of the civilized

From the dumb you bring forth the wise

So they can open their eyes to their being

And finally realize it's just the all-eye seeing

Black Man Supreme, knowledge machine

The Alpha and Omega, the Arm-a-Leg-a-Leg-a-Arm-a-Head

And like jam these facts will spread

over the thoughts of the white bread

Cause we've been misled for the longest

Time to rise up and gather our strongest

Brothers and sister, Mrs. and Misters

He rose and she rose, we'll take em from the zero

With raw funk, to thee and show em, how it ought to be

Cause it's passively, hell I fought for thee

culture of my ancestry

And made it so you can dance to my ministry

So dance!


Aiyyo I wanna peace to the Father Allah and Justice

I wanna say peace to all the Gods and Earths

and all the positive people of the universe

I wanna say peace to the God Sincere

The God Supreme, Lakim Shabazz

and the God Jahwell from Vernon

I wanna say peace to my Nubian brothers

Maxwell, Derek X, and Alamo

Wanna say peace to my physicals, Tony D

and Lil' Terrance

I wanna say peace to my good brother Q-Tip

from A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul

And last but not least I wanna say peace

to the grandfather Bambaataa of the mighty Zulu Nation

And I'm out y'all

Knowledge Knowledge

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