| Song | 47 Emcees (Interlude) |
| Artist | KJ-52 |
| Album | Collaborations |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sorrentino | |
| All right, check it out | |
| 47 emcees count em | |
| yo check it yo | |
| Let me busta a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick | |
| and put a sermon like eric in ya ear like a qtip | |
| now it's common sense that Ja 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 outkast | |
| here's the deal I feel it's now time to B Real | |
| Christ died on Calvary not on Cypress Hill | |
| it don't matter even if your slim or if your shady | |
| JayHova reigns supreme but his name ain't Jay z | |
| and it's mos def that the Mobb 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.. | |
| Alright check this out | |
| im gon flip it up | |
| old school | |
| wha wha wha 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 Dmc's 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 everlasts 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 T with some Vanilla Ice Cream | |
| don't matter to me be the Public Enemy | |
| he'll still make your sin disappear like he's Whodini | |
| in this biz I put his name on the Markie | |
| that's why I'm calling out these names when I emcee | |
| what you think you done | |
| na check it out | |
| we gon flip it up dirty south | |
| ok now check | |
| uh uh uh uh uh uh uh | |
| alright bounce | |
| here we go | |
| we gon take ya'll way down south | |
| check it now you can bounce with me | |
| no limit to my God like Master P | |
| what audacity it's quite ludacris actually | |
| to think you could trick your daddy | |
| God the father sees everything naturally | |
| you can't fool him I'm like woah nelly | |
| he'll put bone thugs back in harmony | |
| it aint 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 scarface | |
| but now this cat done changed his ways | |
| talking how he's saved from amazing grace | |
| understand that Christ had to 'C' murder | |
| so you and I when we die live forever | |
| east south or old school flavor | |
| 47 emcees is how I hit ya | |
| ya know what im sayin | |
| take ya all over | |
| 47 emcees | |
| most high god | |
| is how we break it down | |
| jesus christ | |
| now check it |
| zuo ci : Sorrentino | |
| All right, check it out | |
| 47 emcees count em | |
| yo check it yo | |
| Let me busta a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick | |
| and put a sermon like eric in ya ear like a qtip | |
| now it' s common sense that Ja 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 outkast | |
| here' s the deal I feel it' s now time to B Real | |
| Christ died on Calvary not on Cypress Hill | |
| it don' t matter even if your slim or if your shady | |
| JayHova reigns supreme but his name ain' t Jay z | |
| and it' s mos def that the Mobb 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.. | |
| Alright check this out | |
| im gon flip it up | |
| old school | |
| wha wha wha 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 Dmc' s 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 everlasts 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 T with some Vanilla Ice Cream | |
| don' t matter to me be the Public Enemy | |
| he' ll still make your sin disappear like he' s Whodini | |
| in this biz I put his name on the Markie | |
| that' s why I' m calling out these names when I emcee | |
| what you think you done | |
| na check it out | |
| we gon flip it up dirty south | |
| ok now check | |
| uh uh uh uh uh uh uh | |
| alright bounce | |
| here we go | |
| we gon take ya' ll way down south | |
| check it now you can bounce with me | |
| no limit to my God like Master P | |
| what audacity it' s quite ludacris actually | |
| to think you could trick your daddy | |
| God the father sees everything naturally | |
| you can' t fool him I' m like woah nelly | |
| he' ll put bone thugs back in harmony | |
| it aint 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 scarface | |
| but now this cat done changed his ways | |
| talking how he' s saved from amazing grace | |
| understand that Christ had to ' C' murder | |
| so you and I when we die live forever | |
| east south or old school flavor | |
| 47 emcees is how I hit ya | |
| ya know what im sayin | |
| take ya all over | |
| 47 emcees | |
| most high god | |
| is how we break it down | |
| jesus christ | |
| now check it |
| zuò cí : Sorrentino | |
| All right, check it out | |
| 47 emcees count em | |
| yo check it yo | |
| Let me busta a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick | |
| and put a sermon like eric in ya ear like a qtip | |
| now it' s common sense that Ja 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 outkast | |
| here' s the deal I feel it' s now time to B Real | |
| Christ died on Calvary not on Cypress Hill | |
| it don' t matter even if your slim or if your shady | |
| JayHova reigns supreme but his name ain' t Jay z | |
| and it' s mos def that the Mobb 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.. | |
| Alright check this out | |
| im gon flip it up | |
| old school | |
| wha wha wha 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 Dmc' s 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 everlasts 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 T with some Vanilla Ice Cream | |
| don' t matter to me be the Public Enemy | |
| he' ll still make your sin disappear like he' s Whodini | |
| in this biz I put his name on the Markie | |
| that' s why I' m calling out these names when I emcee | |
| what you think you done | |
| na check it out | |
| we gon flip it up dirty south | |
| ok now check | |
| uh uh uh uh uh uh uh | |
| alright bounce | |
| here we go | |
| we gon take ya' ll way down south | |
| check it now you can bounce with me | |
| no limit to my God like Master P | |
| what audacity it' s quite ludacris actually | |
| to think you could trick your daddy | |
| God the father sees everything naturally | |
| you can' t fool him I' m like woah nelly | |
| he' ll put bone thugs back in harmony | |
| it aint 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 scarface | |
| but now this cat done changed his ways | |
| talking how he' s saved from amazing grace | |
| understand that Christ had to ' C' murder | |
| so you and I when we die live forever | |
| east south or old school flavor | |
| 47 emcees is how I hit ya | |
| ya know what im sayin | |
| take ya all over | |
| 47 emcees | |
| most high god | |
| is how we break it down | |
| jesus christ | |
| now check it |