What a Relief
Title | What a Relief |
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Artist | Ambassador |
Album | Christology: In Laymen’s Terms |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Hook] You know we live among tough guys Who say they ruff ride But Ah! What a relief it is to be in Jesus (x3) You know we live among tough guys Who say they ruff ride But I've seen them meet Elohim And no more tough side [Verse 1] There's an attack on Christ In Hip-Hop That's like a man in Timberlands Getting dissed By a man in flip-flops (Will it stop?) Yes But not until we get dropped Then Je-sus Universally Will get props It's not wise In my eyes For small guys To diss Jesus Christ And be some so-called gods Your're all off-side Your're blind To the fact That God the Son Takes lives And one day Will make 'em all rise Just to judge 'em Find out What you thought of Him Did you love Him? Or was He just a dime-a-dozen? My mic's plugged-in To confront The average Rap-star Or the Rap-listener Chilling in your phat car The facts are No matter what your stats are Most R&B and Rap Are tracks that make God Pull out His hacksaw (And disconnect 'em) Cause they won't respect Him Once you get Him flexin' Then I'm jettin' Cause then no one can protect 'em You might also like[Verse 2] As I drop I've got you stopped Like the red octagon I never said I could rhyme I only said God's the bomb When the mic is mine Jesus will be in it every time It's hard to keep fans When the Man's up in every line But that's okay My payday Came when YHWH Visited Calvary Crushed the Son To pay my salary Bet it Let it be known We're all indebted Cause one sin Overcharged our credit To the grave we was headed The spiritual paralytics Then Christ came to save Like the paramedics Check it Almost naked With His arms spread And still said C'mon with it The Law The Prophets And the Psalms said it And now I get it It's a chance to make a record Watch me set it All for Jesus That gets rejected On the regular I bet you that secular Mind makes You think mankind Is on the rise Like the crime rate The wickeder the jam (the) The more money that it makes But the more that it takes (to) To break the patty-cake Child-like mental state My pencil breaks Trying to write lyrics to infiltrate You must be unregenerate [Verse 3] I'm no holier than thou pal I'm not bashing you I'm just trying to be Frank Like a Hebrew national Get it straight The human race's A death-row inmate One liberates But He's the One That most men hate When sin takes Or should I say Took The world captive Death came after Then universal Disaster Just before they wrote the final chapter Out-of-the-blue The Best Made a move Like a true Chess Master And abso- Lutely Brought sin and death To its knees By dying on a tree With no leaves True indeed Jesus Is Who He be The only One That saves men From the heavenlies Brought down to earth Like the pavement Cheer this Champion No more dissing Him On the count of three Start kissing Him (1 2 3) ... Ah! Feel the romance from the Father Abba The Loverman With more rank than Shabba Some think Death ends the drama But I'ma Remind you death is not a period It's just a comma |