Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 47 Emcees, artist - Kj-52. Album song KJ-52 Remixed, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
47 Emcees |
| Let me bust a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick |
| And put a sermon like Erick in your ear like a Q-Tip |
| Now it’s common sense that Jah rules |
| But I’m a tell you about Jesus, who’s the leader of the new school |
| You thinking you’s cool you emcees is lost boys |
| Got no cash money you juvenile like some hot boys |
| I drop noise when I let the sound blast |
| And tell Big Boy Andre about Jesus Christ the outcast |
| Here’s the deal I feel it’s now time to be real |
| Christ died on Calvary not on Cypress Hill |
| It don’t matter even if you’re slim or if you’re shady |
| Jay-Hova reigns supreme but his name ain’t Jay-Z |
| And it’s most def' that the mob was deep |
| That hung the Son of Man who died just to bring back the lost sheep |
| On all streets all peeps naughty by nature |
| Whether you biggie or small you can know the living Savior now |
| Let me take you back to the old school |
| And tell you about the fresh prince of peace now who just cold rules |
| We keep it nice and smooth Rakim like Eric B |
| And run dee Emcees to show our biz like AG |
| See I’m down with two live crews full of fat boys |
| And even though we young emcees now we can’t avoid |
| The one who ever lasts reigns as the Lamb slain |
| Just for you and I Jesus went to the house of pain |
| You can be the black sheep but Christ reigns supreme |
| Drink ya ice tea with some vanilla ice cream |
| Don’t matter to me be the public enemy |
| He’ll still make your sin disappear like he’s Houdini |
| In this biz I put his name on the marquee |
| That’s why I’m calling out these names when I emcee |
| Check it now you can bounce with me |
| No limit to my God like Master P |
| What audacity it’s quite ludicrous actually |
| To think you could trick your daddy |
| God the Father sees everything naturally |
| You can’t fool Him I’m like whoa nelly |
| He’ll put bone thugs back in harmony |
| It ain’t hard to see just what He’s done for me |
| I knew a guy named Bubba who’d spark the place |
| He was little like Wayne and had a scar face |
| But now this cat done changed his ways |
| Talking how he’s saved from amazing grace |
| Understand that Christ had to see murder |
| So you and I when we die live forever |
| East south or old school flavor |
| 47 emcees is how I hit ya |