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The Ambassador - Solo Christo Lyrics

[Intro]
We be The Gift and The Ambassador
The Cross Movement in your area, ah!

[Hook]
Who be champ, champion, who be champ, champion?
Who the only solo hero, who's champion?
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha want, whatcha want?
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha need, whatcha need?
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha got, whatcha got?
Solo Christo, believe it or not!
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha want, whatcha want?
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha need, whatcha need?
Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha got, whatcha got?
Solo Christo yo, you know the steelo!

[Verse 1: The Tonic]
Looks like it's quarter to
According to the long arm on your Nautica
Bomb-ba-zee got you free
Alizé swig, Land Cruiser rig
Solo Timbo, Tom Hilfig
It's all by design, yea my dough, I gotta get mine
You're strictly melon, let others naw rhine
The fact that you're negligent is irrelevant
Coz you still stomp through the street with more weight than an elephant
When you aim, you don't miss
Whether you come with the bom-bom or the style of the drunken fist
Wild like Hannibal
Find the flesh like a cannibal
Tryna get the Xanadu
Smoking that cannabis botanical or botonical
Got a cracked monocle
Swearing you can comprehend the holy Chronicle
But what's critical and what makes it so pitiful
Is that you don't know what you were put here to do
You sin more than Drac, not a thing you lack
But Christ be beating on that head like a conga slap
True dat, true dat, you can't relax
You'll never have peace so you better react
The confusion will never cease
So pick option Solo Christo while you still living up in this piece
[Verse 2: The Ambassador]
Jesus
Eternal Sonship and He be one with
The Father
Come get the only Son, but y'all redundant
The Savior comes with
More Flava than the candy Fun-Dip
Some trip
But as for planet earth, the Savior runs it
The drum kicks
Can't beat Him even with the drumstick
One trip
He died so you could have life, who wants it?
M.I.C. aka microphone
Solo Christo aka Christ Alone

[Verse 3: The Tonic]
You put the plug in the socket till the thing gets hot
To tighten up them fat curls on that knot
Gotta rush, don't wanna get caught by the Disco feve'
Coz the first 200 ladies get in free
And you believe in Cupid and you hope he got a laser sight
Coz you come in gunnin' for Mr. Right
Which is usually Mr. Wrong
You dance to the same song baby all life long
Yeah woman needs man and that's all legit
But you give man a place that only God should get
Only means Solo
Christ means Christo
Snap out the spell, it ain't hard to tell
Abadeo
Agape, Phileo
Christ loves you more than Scarface loved Mayo
And though both died, one rose with the true halo
And wants to hook you up with the right peace (piece) like Lego
See put God first and everything falls in order
No doubt, ask yourself, what's it all about?
Is it really bout the chocolate type that buys you what you like?
Or a Logos, love supreme to redeem that life?
Or is it bout a hot dreamy, steamy bump and grind?
Or an everlasting passion that will blow that mind?