DC Talk - Time Ta Jam lyrics
[DC Talk - Time Ta Jam lyrics]
Yo, Valet Beat! Yeah! What's up?!
It's time to jam! Yeah, word
Let's break it down like we used to
Let's give these people a taste
Of the old style
Yo yo, man, gonna put somethin' smooth on
Wor-or-ord, I'm wit' it
Yeah sounds nice (yeah)
Let me tell these people
Where we're comin' from
I'm DC Talk and I'd like to say
I rock the mic in a kickin' way
With the def track from Valet Beat
I know it's hard to keep
From movin' your feet
So hyper fundI don't be dismayed
Check out the lyrics when
The record is played
Not a borderline tune but I got a case
Of puttin' God's Word right up in your face
You see, D's for Decent, and you will agree
Quite explicit yet rated G
Because I, I rhyme hard, and I, I speak facts
And there's no need to curse
When I bust a rap
And C for Christian 'cause that's what I am
Not a soft sissy, I know how to jam
Pack a party for the Father above
Intense rhymes tell of ultimate love
Talk is for the lyrics
They're full o' Spirit
If you are atheistic, uh
You'd better fear it
They're from the Word, you ain't heard
It's my decision that your vision is blurred
So, come on, rap fans, clap your hands
Take a stand for the Lamb, it's time to jam
Ah it's time to jam
From myself and all of the One Way Crew
We'd like to thank you for your support
And remember
Keep praisin' the Lord (A do what?)
Keep servin' the Lord, come on
A keep praisin' the Lord (Uh, huh huh)
Keep servin' the Lord, oh yeah
Keep praisin' the Lord, Valet Beat
Keep servin' the Lord, K-Max
Keep praisin' the Lord, T Top
Keep servin' the Lord keep servin' the Lord
It's time to jam! Yeah, word
Let's break it down like we used to
Let's give these people a taste
Of the old style
Yo yo, man, gonna put somethin' smooth on
Wor-or-ord, I'm wit' it
Yeah sounds nice (yeah)
Let me tell these people
Where we're comin' from
I'm DC Talk and I'd like to say
I rock the mic in a kickin' way
With the def track from Valet Beat
I know it's hard to keep
From movin' your feet
So hyper fundI don't be dismayed
Check out the lyrics when
The record is played
Not a borderline tune but I got a case
Of puttin' God's Word right up in your face
You see, D's for Decent, and you will agree
Quite explicit yet rated G
Because I, I rhyme hard, and I, I speak facts
And there's no need to curse
When I bust a rap
And C for Christian 'cause that's what I am
Not a soft sissy, I know how to jam
Pack a party for the Father above
Intense rhymes tell of ultimate love
Talk is for the lyrics
They're full o' Spirit
If you are atheistic, uh
You'd better fear it
They're from the Word, you ain't heard
It's my decision that your vision is blurred
So, come on, rap fans, clap your hands
Take a stand for the Lamb, it's time to jam
Ah it's time to jam
From myself and all of the One Way Crew
We'd like to thank you for your support
And remember
Keep praisin' the Lord (A do what?)
Keep servin' the Lord, come on
A keep praisin' the Lord (Uh, huh huh)
Keep servin' the Lord, oh yeah
Keep praisin' the Lord, Valet Beat
Keep servin' the Lord, K-Max
Keep praisin' the Lord, T Top
Keep servin' the Lord keep servin' the Lord