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Here we goWhile cops bust glocks and call cars; God calls the Amba-ss-adors2 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 basementsYou`ve been patient—waitin` for what`s been marinatin`God`s a slow cookerI know look how I`m stationedKnee bones are bowed to the throne and now I`m facin`Raised up stakes and a lot of anticipationAllow me to shift the weight to the God who can get with SatanIf was a Colt you`d allow me to look to PaytonWell I`m William; now will you allow Will to look to grace andTrust Christ to be the reason I feed them a true dishSkills are only equal to probably barley and 2 fishBut Christ is known to whittle your stashTill it`s little and then he multiplies the little you haveWhether you laugh or not I`m a trust in His wordI dare trust the God who cares more for us than the birdsAfter 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 music—more than a fadLike the church is more the pews and more than pastorIt`s what the streets asked for when they fell through the cracksThey felt trapped—hip hop gave them a back doorWe were sheep—the streets were like pastureWe could feast on a beat—we liked rap moreAt the core it`s about art like a crafts storeThe glory of God is what all of our crafts forBut like any culture without Christ—glass jawEasily robbed of its wealth—like cash drawsNow hip hop`s in a peculiar positionSides get divided by it like a tool of divisionIt can teach but not free you like a school up in prisonIt can feed but it`s usually junk food in the kitchenAnd it`s now in a ruler`s positionCould 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 waysI`m supposed to if I say I hope souls can be savedIt can make you gravitate to the foul spotsAnd make it look great to break all of God`s "shall nots"All of your pals flock to the place where the shells dropThey sell rock and make it look like you`re on hell`s blockGals shop just make mouths dropHard not to watch when you see what these gals rockAnd kids are so star struck, forget HarvardThey wanna be on a show that hooks their car upAnd you can hang God upYou`ll blow the whole mood, they`re gonna go "boo"When His name is brought upBut this is the mission Ambassador`s onThis Christian is hip and he`s rippin though its hazardous for himI`m rappin` as long as I can till the chasm is goneI know a God who`ll put a Lazarus on them[Hook]

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