Luyện nghe bài hát Amba-SS-Ador

we go
While cops bust glocks and call cars; God the Amba-ss-adors
2 5: 20; we get up (it's a lot of us out here)

(Verse 1)
It's been a I've been chillin'out, in and out of basements
been patientwaitin' for what's been marinatin'
God's a slow
I look how I'm stationed
Knee bones are to the throne and now I'm facin'
Raised up stakes and a lot of
Allow me to shift the to the God who can get with Satan
If was a Colt you'd allow me to look to
I'm William; now will you allow Will to look to grace and
Trust Christ to be the reason I them a true dish
Skills are only to probably barley and 2 fish
But Christ is known to whittle your
Till it's and then he multiplies the little you have
Whether you laugh or not I'm a in His word
I dare the God who cares more for us than the birds
After I some'll ask, "What just occurred?"
Ambassador was more than rappin' he was to serve

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
Hip hop is more a musicmore than a fad
Like the church is more the pews and more pastor
It's what the streets asked for they fell through the cracks
They felt trappedhip hop gave a back door
We were sheepthe streets were pasture
We could feast on a liked rap more
At the core about art like a crafts store
The glory of God is what all of our for
But like any without Christglass jaw
Easily robbed of its wealthlike draws
Now hip hop's in a peculiar
Sides get divided by it like a tool of
It can teach but not you like a school up in prison
It can feed but it's usually junk in the kitchen
And now in a ruler's position
Could go far; but the way things are the fuel's not

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
I seem to love the but I hate most of its ways
I'm supposed to if I say I hope can be saved
It can make you gravitate to the spots
And it look great to break all of God's "shall nots"
All of pals flock to the place where the shells drop
They sell rock and make it look like you're on hell's
Gals shop just mouths drop
Hard not to watch you see what these gals rock
And kids are so star struck, Harvard
They wanna be on a show that hooks car up
And you can God up
You'll blow the mood, they're gonna go "boo"
When His is brought up
But this is the Ambassador's on
This Christian is hip and he's rippin though its for him
I'm rappin' as as I can till the chasm is gone
I know a God who'll put a Lazarus on

(Hook)