KJ-52

47 Pop Stars

KJ-52


Just do 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 

Sometimes I flow weird throw verbal spears like Britney 
That literally goes from here to Houston just like Whitney 
Battle me ya kidding me you a funny cat 
I bet 50 Cents for Eminem's ya won't get a nickel back 
The track I'm ripping 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 ya think 
No matter race religion or the color or the Creed 
If ya black brown or pink on just in or out of sync 
Or hang with Beastie Boys just on the backstreet 
You can live in Linkin Park no matter just to me 
See the Prince of peace is guaranteed to give ya what ya need 

One day these peeps was going past me 
Walking with a limp eating bizkits they hair was shaggy 
I said what's yall name is the question that I'm asking 
I'm Michael, that's Celine, that's Dion, that's Jackson 
That's Ricky, that's Martin, that's Tony, that's Braxton 
Dru is on the hill just chilling and relaxing 
Alicia lost her keys and she's really kind of sad and 
I said you too? No doubt, I know how that be happening 
But I need all the Dixie Chicks just to gather in 
And let me explain just the reason now why I'm rapping and 
So I told Mariah he carried my sin and he 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 turn ya radio up head to the spot 
Get loose like a slipknot watch the kid rock 

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 when my papa he just saw a roach 
He dropped his red hot chili peppers and then he ran home 
And just went and called up John the Mayer on the phone 
It's a 311 3 doors down now don't be slow 
But he was like wait a second hold up a minute bro 
Before I usher over 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 
I try to show and let ya know but ya third eye is blind 
So you need to open them up just real wide 
And even if ya have to blink 182 times 
It's so obvious that it can't hide 
TLC tender loving care he'll provide 
From girls to boys to men need to let him inside