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The Ambassador - Who Do You Serve Lyrics

V.1
I'd rather see a man live life for Christ holistically
Than try to grasp everything in sight and live wickedly
Isn't he just like me when it comes to the propensity of synergy
Of course is he divorced from the Provider, Jireh
Who's sword would swing to bring separation to you
Called the King, I spoke to bring of the tortured King
My Sibling, who brought us while still on the cross' beam
Life left, He met death while His blood just streamed
In the street, trampled by the feet of merе human beings
Those He formеd from the dust swarmed to see Him cling
To a lower case T, man it's like a bad dream
My eyes wide shut, inside I scream
Can't wake up but everything that I see
Is tainted with red instead of the usual things
Like the Benjies with the green or light grey with the gleam
Nice things but to what height will I scheme
When I think of the price that my life brings

V.2
I am the LORD, I made your for me
Have no other god before me
Adore me, how dare you ignore me and worship Corey
I rock Shekinah glory like a durag
You sell drugs and push a new Jag
Do bad, Satan is your true dad (John 8:44)
Instead of me you reverence philosophy, that's idolatry
Your temple is the college where you worship the god of knowledge
As you burn incense to your professor and fornicate with your heffer
You've been infected with sin like a leper
Christian emcees rip shop, gospel rap soon at the tip-top
But without Christ your idol's hip-hop
Your favorite rapper, all their rhymes you're rehearsing even the cursing
Met him in person, they dissed you, now you hurting
I used to say I believe the Bible but yo I got to get set
I was a slave to the goddess of the opposite sex, Selah
I can't serve two masters
Jesus is Lord, not my label, producer, church or my pastor
Twenty-inch rims to mansions in the burbs
From iced-out medallions to cats smoking herb
You might think we got nerve but we've come to disturb
We're here to challenge you
Who do you serve?
From phat stacks of cash to Range Rovers that swerve
From half-dressed girls to drug dealers by the curb
You might think we got nerve but we've come to disturb
We're here to challenge you
Who do you serve?

V.3
Why chase the ice instead of chasing the God who invented it?
Wouldn't even shine without the light my Father lent it with
And when you die somebody else will rock it
Snatch it, throw it in their pocket
Times hard, you'll get the pawn shop to hawk it
Human beings, chasing these material things
Or do you serve them, a servant of money and pinky rings?
I serve God, walk the narrow, never swerve God
Little mortal man, how dare you ever try to hurt God
Some serve trees, some serve stacks and cheese
Where would you end up this day if you collapse and leave?
Since Christ died with two black eyes and split flesh
I bear the cross and spit life where cats spit death
Soldier Bobby, serving Jesus ain't a hobby, a commandment
A slave to the gospel but many don't understand it
So choose this day, Who do you serve, you and your squad
As for me and my home, we will serve the LORD God (Joshua 24:15)
V.4
I serve the God that's meeker, the Blood-Leaker
Sported the sandal, not the sneaker
Still gets more feedback than a mic pointed at a speaker
Oyez chica, vacuum up your sins like a Eureka
If you're a true seeker, you'll find the love you can't measure with a beaker
But agape runs deep through my veins
So I gotta elevate, I'm not content to maintain
In my current state, society's twisted like Norman Bates
But I strive to obtain Christ's characteristics and traits
Colorful like Krylon paints
Urban D out to reach the nonbelievers and edify the saints
How? With my verbal graffiti, spraying on eardrums
The spiritual needy from NYC to Illadelph to Tampa to Tahiti
Like Gonzales Speedy, it's a Tranzlation I'm sending
My mural's overspray is ripping into your mental before this verse is over