One Two
Title | One Two |
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Artist | Ambassador |
Album | Christology: In Laymen’s Terms |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Hook] (One-two) No gats No blunts No brew (One-Two) To my adults and my youth (One-two) The axe is at the root (One-two) It's time to bear fruit one-two [Verse 1] Lyrically putting you down With truth It's the Divine mixture Rhymes plus Divine Scripture No hold back Jesus is in the rhyme So that Your heart can be confronted By the God who wants your soul back And no mat(ter) What we have to do We'll take control back Turn the show back Over to Jesus (Yea you know that) Rhymes are pro-Christ Instead of Pro-this And pro-that Many Christian songs Lyrically Are spiritually Low-fat Religion sells But we dwell in anti-Christian realms So if you love Him Then you've gots to represent Him well Pants might be Sagging slightly But just imagine Me Displaying the beauty of Christ like a pageant In your area I'm telling ya Christ will marry ya But you got to switch And let Him be your Long-Distance Carrier No switching fee You'll get more than just some minutes free Cause when it's Jesus Your minutes merge into infinity You might also like[Verse 2] This rap is Just another effort to attract this World That's into internets and faxes The fact is It's gonna burn to ashes like matches But at last kids You've got some Good News Now pass it Be graphic Cause the masses Cut classes So they ain't heard it But watch the way you word it You don't want to change the verdict It's death We borrow the breath And the chest Man used Legs to step Man knew God then left Him Steady theiving Leaving God for no reason We've been booted out of Eden What a fall Like the Autumn season Instead of God we look to stars and science Separated from the Power like an unplugged appliance Dig this Another Savior Check the Script it's A myth it's Like a pig's fist It don't exist if You find a witness Don't forget this The devil's in the blinding business The counterfeit shining business [Verse 3] Understand Sin sick man You need a Doctor My knocka Better call on Christ Only He gotcha We all need a Substitutionary Bleeder Sin draws the blood from men Like a mosquito Bow your knee to The Great Hope Jesus The Scapegoat Not hard to find Like bad school kids with fake notes Some reject Christ Cause it's popular Unaware His death is stopping the Wrath of holy God From dropping ya Hope the Good News Starts rocking ya Before the last Tick-tock From the Bi-o-lo-gi-cal Clock in ya (Ah) It's sin sick man Acting autonomous You say you want to trust Then believe Cause it's synonymous Admit it He died for sins That you committed You did it But if you trust Christ Then He'll forget it He's with it Considered the price But still He fitted His deity Inside humanity Just for the visit When the issue of paying for sins comes up Even Giants Jet In the Garden they say Knicks that In Shea they say We ain't Met A blood sport with such a display of skills Cause even in Buffalo They know they can't pay the Bills |