47 Pop Stars - Kj-52

Hey, yo

As if 47 emcees wasn’t enough, I got 47 pop stars, rock stars coming at you

Yo, count them

Here we go

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

Sometimes i flow weird throw verbal spears like Britney

That literally go from here to Houston just like Whitney

Battle me man you kidding me you just a funny cat

I bet you 50 cents to M&Ms you won’t get a nickel back

The track I’m ripping that cause it really ain’t that hard

See Jesus gives destiny to every child of God

I’m battle scarred kind of raw but what did you think?

No matter race religion or the color or the creed

If ya black brown or pink or in or out of sync

Or hang with the beastie boys that’s on the back street

You can live in Lincoln Park it don’t matter just to me

See the prince of peace is guaranteed to give you what you need

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

One day these peeps they was going past me

Walking with a limp eating biscuits and their hair was shaggy

I said «What's y’alls name?

That’s the question that I’m asking.»

«I'm Michael, that Celine, that’s Dion, that’s Jackson

Rickey and Martin that’s Tony and Braxton

Drew is on the hill he just chilling and relaxing

Alicia lost her keys and shes really kind of sad.»

and

I said, «You too?

No doubt i know how that be happening

But i need all the Dixie chicks to gather in

And let me just explain now the reason I’m rappening.»

So i told mariah he carried my sin and died for me

My faith is in Christ, who on a hill called calvary

Gave his life for mine so genuine i try to be

If the world tries to stop me I rage against the machine

So i turn ya radio up and head to the spot

Get loose like a slipknot, watch the kid rock

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

My uncle was eating corn on a cracker all alone

It was 98 degrees out and he was counting crows

And it was just then my papa now he just saw a roach

He dropped his red hot chili peppers and then he ran home

And just went they called up John the mayor on the phone

«It's a 311, 3 doors down.

Now don’t be slow!»

But he was like wait a second hold a minute bro

Before I usher on over now there’s something you should know

Jesus is the firm rock not a rolling stone

With him heaven, not nirvana is where you’ll go

And I try to show and let ya know but ya third eye is blind

You need to just open them up just real wide

And even if you have to blink 182 times

It’s just so obvious that it can’t hide

TLC tender loving care now he’ll provide

From girls to boys to men they need to let him inside

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it

Just do it

Just do it do it do it

Just do it rock to it

Put ya hands up high and move it