Grand Puba - Dance to My Ministry lyrics

[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 pa** Students enroll, while Jamar teach cla** 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 j**els 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 pa**ively, 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