Luyện nghe bài hát 47 Emcees (Interlude)

Let me a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick
And put a like Eric in ya ear like a qtip
Now it's common sense that Ja
But I'm a tell you about Jesus who's the of the new school

You thinking cool you emcees is lost boys
Got no cash money you juvenile like hot boys
I drop when I let the sound blast
And tell Big Boy Andre about Jesus Christ the
the deal I feel it's now time to be real
Christ on Calvary not on Cypress Hill

It don't matter even if you're slim or if you're
Jay Hova reigns supreme but his ain't Jay Z
And most defenite the mobb was deep
That hung the Son of man who died just to back the lost sheep
On all streets all peeps naughty by
Whether you biggie or you can know the living Savior now

Let me you back to the old school
And tell you about the prince of peace now who just cold rules
We keep it nice and Rakim like Eric B
And run D Emcees to show our biz AG
See I'm down with two live full of fat boys
And even though we Emcees now we can't avoid
The one who ever lasts reigns as the Lamb
Just for you and I went to the house of pain

You can be the black sheep but Christ supreme
Drink ya ice tea some vanilla ice cream
matter to me be the public enemy
He'll still make your sin disappear like Whodini
In this biz I put his on the Markie
That's why I'm calling out these names I Emcee

Check it now you can with me
No to my God like master P
What audacity it's quite Ludacris
To think you could trick your
God the sees everything naturally
You can't fool Him I'm like woah
He'll put bone back in harmony
It ain't hard to see what He's done for me

I knew a guy named Bubba spark the place
He was like Wayne and had a scarface
But now this cat changed his ways
how he's saved from amazing grace
Understand that had to see murder
So you and I when we die forever
East or old school flavor
47 is how I hit ya