Luyện nghe bài hát Amba-SS-Ador

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

(Verse 1)
It's been a while; I've chillin'out, in and out of basements
been patientwaitin' for what's been marinatin'
God's a cooker
I know how I'm stationed
Knee are bowed to the throne and now I'm facin'
up stakes and a lot of anticipation
Allow me to shift the weight to the God who can get with
If was a Colt you'd allow me to to Payton
Well I'm William; now will you allow Will to to grace and
Christ to be the reason I feed them a true dish
Skills are only equal to probably barley and 2
But is known to whittle your stash
Till it's little and then he the little you have
Whether you laugh or not I'm a in His word
I trust the God who cares more for us than the birds
After I drop ask, "What just occurred?"
Ambassador was than rappin' he was rushin' to serve

(Hook)

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

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
I seem to the culture 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 make it look great to break all of "shall nots"
All of your pals flock to the where the shells drop
They sell rock and make it like you're on hell's block
Gals shop just make drop
Hard not to watch when you see what these rock
And kids are so star struck, forget
They be on a show that hooks their car up
And you can God up
You'll blow the whole mood, they're go "boo"
When His is brought up
But this is the Ambassador's on
This Christian is hip and rippin though its hazardous for him
I'm rappin' as long as I can the chasm is gone
I know a God who'll put a Lazarus on

(Hook)