47 Emcees (Plus 18 More Remix)

[Verse 1] Let me bust a rhyme and tell a story like Slick Rick And put a sermon like Eric in ya ear like a Q-Tip It's common sense that Jah rules But I'm a tell you about my 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 What I feel it's time now just to be real My Christ died on Calvary, not on Cypress Hill You can be slim or you can be shady Jehovah 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 [Verse 2] Hey yo, Nate was my dog, my Westside connection He had a crooked eye, plus he carried a Mac-10 He was corrupt in the game since back when An alcoholic form the far side of Compton But me and him we used to freestyle and fellowship His DJ was quick with the beats when he's rocking it And he would MC eight times a week just dropping it Till the cops snooped my dog and put a stop to it I said “life's a battle, we warning G” And it really ain't easy, so e-mail me And I'll break it down and just tell ya what ya need I'd like to exhibit Christ as the one you should seek You're on E! and the 40's ya drinking down Is why you're coming up too short to make it now I said you're my dog and then I gave him a pound I once was lost like you but now I'm found [Verse 3] Let me take you back just to the old school And tell you about the fresh prince of Peace now he just cold rules We keep it Nice and Smooth Rakim like Eric B And Run “D” emcees to show my biz like its AG See I'm down with 2 Live Crews full of Fat Boys And even though we Young Emcees We just 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 how I'm calling out these names when I emcee [Verse 4] 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 whoa Nelly He'll put the Bone Thugs back in Harmony It ain't hard to see 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 You and I, we can live forever East, South or the old school flavor Y'all know just how I hit ya