Talk a Lot

INTRO:
I don't understand something
Every time it's time to chop chop
It seem like everybody get all sleepy now
What you don't wanna hear me?
It's Ambassador
C'mon let me make my point ..

HOOK: You think I talk a lot, but what I talk about
Can get up in you and then you can really walk it out
I'm hoping you listen, this is nutrition
You and God, how's that for a new vision
Girly just got her hair and her nails did, but come here
I can help you know what the nails did
And dude keeps a shorty plus one on the side, but I'ma tell him 'bout the One who got one in His side /

VERSE 1: (Ambassador)
Some like it hard hittin'
Some like the raw spittin'
I like 'em both when they yolked up with what God's written
The Father exalted the Son we should all kiss Him
He's risen
He's Lord of all, not just of all Christians
This is all missions, this is all fishin'
It's good news for ya, no more partition
You're free to drink from what the normal bars missin'
Living Water—you give the order I'll start mixing
Wait, there's nothing to mix, there's one ingredient
It's Jesus and nothin' additional (for us the Medium)
The cross, and though He's the Boss, He still was obedient
But after the grave, He stand up, like a comedian
So if ya see me or ya just put ya CD in
I pray my net works (networks), whether M-T-V or T-B-N
No the Holy can't relax this standard
But you can B-E-T there's been Access Granted

VERSE 2: (Ambassador)
Man I can't grasp it, I was layin' half dead
What am I sayin' half dead, I was in a casket
Then a fantastic, God was interested
In showing grace so He gripped me like things handcrafted
Now I'm a little righter, just a little righter
I eat and repeat the Word so I'm a little biter
I got a little fighter, just a little fighter
The flesh is tricky though, it can throw a little slider
Last year was clear I was a little lighter
Grace got my weight up, I got a little height up
But can't get all hyper, 'cause once I lost sight of
The fact the flesh doesn't rest, it pulls an all-nighter
And he knows me well, and he shows me
Well, let's just say, next scene I'm in a cozy cell
But I drop the knee, so Hip-Hop can see
Sin's got the lock, but God's got the key

VERSE 3: (Stephen the Levite)
Gimme a minute I know you'd rather be entertained
But this is the illest stuff to ever enter your brain
The Lord too huge for the universe to contain
But He reduced Himself to use of a human frame
Consider Christ's substitutionary sacrifice
The bitter price of the fruit, the very wrath suffice
The victorious resurrection and the empty tomb
The sect that he left to spread His message and rep His throne
But I'm just one of 'em nowadays there's a bunch of 'em
And some are frontin' but He's sendin' us for you to come to Him
Kingdom representatives, call us ambassador
We happen to be rappers but that's not even the half of us
Our God gets His props with our lives and lips
And not just the fly gifts that He drops us
I know it's lofty stuff and my time is up
But catch us at 17th & Diamond and we can chop it up

OUTRO:
Yo my man
Yo feel that?
What's this? That wasn't so bad was it?
Just a little choppage
We dealin' matters of weight
Weighty truth, it's Jesus in it