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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brand Nubian
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Murphy
Songwriter
Lorenzo Dechalus
Songwriter
Maxwell Dixon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brand Nubian
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Skeff Anselm for Skeffington Productions
Producer
Dante Ross
Executive Producer
Skeff Anselm
Producer
Lyrics
Peace, God
Ayo, peace
What's the science?
Elevation
You gettin' ready to drop math on this?
Sure, indeed, my brother
Well, it's time to start the revolution
A'ight, so let's start this
See, it's a positive force which guides my cause
It ain't Little Bo-Peep whose sheep been 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 this for you to live
Not tryin' 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 with lies and deceit
Through trickery, but Hickory Dickory
Doc, 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 unknowing, kept church goin'
It's time to shine light, that's why I'm provin' and showin'
That the age has come to be conscious
Not unconscious 'cause in your subconscious mind
You finally 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
Ayo, come into my laboratory, I'ma take you on a tour
An ankh is a key and the key is knowledge
Which unlocks my lab's door
Kev 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 Quran and 120 lessons
Am I the nicest? Count your twelve jewels
Word is bond 'cause the gods keep testin'
Why the test?
'Cause manifesting is 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 the all-eye seeing
Black Man Supreme, knowledge machine
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 sisters, Mrs. and Mr.
Heroes and she-roes, we'll take it from the zero
We were thought to be and show us how it ought to be
'Cause it's passively, hell, I fought for the
Culture of my ancestry
And made it so you can dance to my ministry
So dance
Ayo, I wanna say peace to the Father, Allah and Justice
I wanna say peace to all the gods on Earth
And all the positive people in the universe
I wanna say peace to the God Sincere
The God Supreme, Lakim Shabazz
And the God Jahwell from Mt. Vernon
I wanna say peace to my Nubian brothers
Maxwell, Derek X, and Alamo
I 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
Written by: Derrick Murphy, Lorenzo Dechalus, Maxwell Dixon