KJ-52 47 Pop Stars Lyrics

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 feel weird throw verbal spears like Brittany
That literally go from here to Houstan just like Whitney
Battle me, ya kiddin me?
You a funny cat
I bet 50 cents for eminems ya won't get a nickelback
The track I'm rippin ain't really 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, pink, or in or out if sync
or hang w/ the beastie boys just on the backstreet
You can live in linkin park no matter just to me
See the prince of peace is guranteed to give ya 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

one day these peeps were going past me
walking with a limp eating bizkits they hair was all s___gy
I said what's all y'all names is the question that I'm asking
I'm Michael, that's Celine, that's Dion, that's Jackson
That's Rickey, and Martin, that's Tony and Braxton
Dru is on the hill just chillin and relaxing.
Alicia lost her keys and she's really kind of sad and
I said u2 no doubt I know how that be happening
but I need all the Dixie chicks to gather in
and let me explain just the reason why I'm rapping and
so I told Mariah he carried my sin and died for me
my faith is in Christ who on 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

My uncle was eating korn on a cracker all alone
It was 98 Deagrees put he was out counting crows
And it was just then when my papa saw a roach
He dropped his Red hot chili peppers and then he ran home
And just went and called up John the Mayor on the phone
Its a 311 3 doors down now dont 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 Nirvanah, is where you'll go
I try to show and let ya know but ya Third eye is blind
so need to open them up real wide
Even if you have to blink 182 times
Its so obvious that it can't hide
TLC, tender loving care, he'll provide
Grom girls to boys To Men need to let him inside