The Ambassador

Feels Good

The Ambassador


[Hook] 
It feels good-'cause I know that I'm gonna cry 
But I know where I go when I die 
It feels good-I don't have to know how to fly 
Just walk on the road with my God 
It feels good-when you don't have to run from the cops 
And duck when they come to the block 
It feels good-not to be duped by a lie 
But know how to use the truth to survive 

[Verse 1] 
Used to be a time when I was bound in chains 
Flesh rumblin'-kind of like the sound of trains 
Faith dead-kind of like what's found in James 
Heaven's hound turned me around and now I'm changed 
And it sounds strange until you see the way they start to 
Live clean and free-they're like AJ's partner 
Even in regular stuff whether it's cheddar or not 
He gets glory from the sacred and secular-yep! 
The lesson is what 
This-there's a life to get 
More than clubs, more than ice and Cris 
That life's a trick 
Treated with a hyped to get 
You to forget without Christ true life was missed 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2] 
It feels good to be saved from the mindset 
That I ain't have a story just because I wasn't raised in the
projects 
Still makin' the progress; embracin' the process 
If you're an ex-thug please take it in context 
'Cause I ain't comin' at your neck but I recall when I thought 
That I couldn't reach a thug laden with crime 
Plus I've been delivered from feeling so out of place 
'Cause I ain't fit like figure eights in a prom dress 
The state of my mind's just been transformed by the truth 
And God's Spirit when I faced the divine text 
And now I'm free from the idea that to reach a thug I had to be
a thug 
The grace is of God-yes! 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 
It feels good-to be able to control tongue 
And if you get chumped not to have to load a gun 
It feels good-to have green to get gasoline 
Though the car has no dubs and no plasma screens 
It feels good-just go to New York with wifee, Duce and Meesh 
To see Beauty and the Beast 
It feels good-yea, to hit the studio and breeze 
Back to the ranch and fulfill our duty as the priest 
It feels good-in New York to go to Junior's for a cheesecake 
Then come back to Philly 'cause you really wanna cheese-steak 
It feels good-to take a Bible in a Starbucks 
And read all about the God who hung the moon and the stars up 
It feels good-just to sit and eat Dungeness crabs 
nd have talk about our wondrous Dad 
It feels good-just to know that your temple is clean 
You don't need much more just the simpler things