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    Ambassador - Amba-SS-Ador
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    Here we go
    While cops bust glocks and call cars; God calls the Amba-ss-adors
    2 Corinthians 5: 20; we get up (it's a lot of us out here)

    (Verse 1)
    It's been a while; I've been chillin'out, in and out of basements
    You've been patientwaitin' for what's been marinatin'
    God's a slow cooker
    I know look how I'm stationed
    Knee bones are bowed to the throne and now I'm facin'
    Raised up stakes and a lot of anticipation
    Allow me to shift the weight to the God who can get with Satan
    If was a Colt you'd allow me to look to Payton
    Well I'm William; now will you allow Will to look to grace and
    Trust Christ to be the reason I feed them a true dish
    Skills are only equal to probably barley and 2 fish
    But Christ is known to whittle your stash
    Till it's little and then he multiplies the little you have
    Whether you laugh or not I'm a trust in His word
    I dare trust the God who cares more for us than the birds
    After I drop some'll ask, "What just occurred?"
    Ambassador was more than rappin' he was rushin' to serve

    (Hook)
    Amba-ss-ador

    (Verse 2)
    Hip hop is more than a musicmore than a fad
    Like the church is more the pews and more than pastor
    It's what the streets asked for when they fell through the cracks
    They felt trappedhip hop gave them a back door
    We were sheepthe streets were like pasture
    We could feast on a beatwe liked rap more
    At the core it's about art like a crafts store
    The glory of God is what all of our crafts for
    But like any culture without Christglass jaw
    Easily robbed of its wealthlike cash draws
    Now hip hop's in a peculiar position
    Sides get divided by it like a tool of division
    It can teach but not free you like a school up in prison
    It can feed but it's usually junk food in the kitchen
    And it's now in a ruler's position
    Could go far; but the way things are the fuel's not efficient

    (Hook)

    (Verse 3)
    I seem to love the culture but I hate most of its ways
    I'm supposed to if I say I hope souls can be saved
    It can make you gravitate to the foul spots
    And make it look great to break all of God's "shall nots"
    All of your pals flock to the place where the shells drop
    They sell rock and make it look like you're on hell's block
    Gals shop just make mouths drop
    Hard not to watch when you see what these gals rock
    And kids are so star struck, forget Harvard
    They wanna be on a show that hooks their car up
    And you can hang God up
    You'll blow the whole mood, they're gonna go "boo"
    When His name is brought up
    But this is the mission Ambassador's on
    This Christian is hip and he's rippin though its hazardous for him
    I'm rappin' as long as I can till the chasm is gone
    I know a God who'll put a Lazarus on them

    (Hook)
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