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The Ambassador - Countdown Lyrics

V.2 - Ambassador
Four minutes, my motto is of course if the Lord's in it
Then your plans are sure to stand till they're all finished
But if not, you're sure to drop
So man must choose to build his plans on sand or on the Rock
Who's on the top, ock?
Who's got the hot hand?
Choose a block, watch
You got it, it's not man
It's Hip-hop fans and lovers of Rock bands
But not too many people love Christ and give Him props
And certainly it's a code red emergency
It's hurting me but something just occurred to me
Since Hip-hop is the language of the urban
We converted emcees can use the microphone for surgery
God's word can be the medicine we spread with urgency
We got nerve when we front, bring the fervency!
And kick the gospel, though many hate to listen
Our Great Commission is to proclaim the great Physician
Who takes position and infiltrates you with great precision
Makes moves and operates with wisdom
The Savior's risen and offers you a new state of living
Not a state religion, He wants a personal relationship
And He's looking for love but usually He finds hate
Cats ain't seeing themselves with Him like a blind date
Suggesting, yo stop missing your blessing
And start feeling Him like cops frisking for weapons
V.4 - Ambassador
Two minutes and now I'm in it, nothing can stop me
We're getting closer than ...
I'm an Ambassador of a King who uses commoners
But y'all don't hear me like I don't usually hear the monitors
Freaking it, got em peeping it
I'm keeping it godly then I deepen it
They weaken when I'm speaking with wisdom
The divine mind rules the mind
Able to keep me stable on a whole different timetable
Everlasting is the measure like metric
Majestic, this Jesus, what a message, He blessed it
Anorexic spirits don't wanna hear it, expected
But check it, get down with this break while I wreck it
He's the Trapper-Keeper, Creator-Speaker
Rabbi, the Teacher, the Reaper
The Sinner-Seeker, the Prince of Peace
The Come-And-Meet-Ya, the feed ya
And so much deeper, reason for Easter
The Lamb, He's the Blood-Leaker!
But we can be so easily led astray
Ignore His resume, be cold man (Coleman) like Desiree
But there's a way to get nice without your Alize
Pick a real Man and leave the ..
He has a gift
You gots to love the smoothe Kid from Nazareth
With holy hands and feet I'm glad to kiss
Such a foolish plan tryna keep down the God-man
The Resurrector got more ups than Rodman