The Ambassador

The Fall

The Ambassador


Sometimes I pause rappin' and wonder what all happened 
Read Genesis 1-stunner, you'll start clappin' 
Read Genesis 3-you'll see a fall that's been 
Keeping us all flattened 
Like what we would call backspins 
Back then-the fall was immediate 
Sin enter in but as a foreign ingredient 
It's getting worse 
Man's livin' in a curse 
First-different hurts 
Then worse, he's endin' in a hearse 
It wouldn't be so bad if 
I ain't read those passages 
And see so graphically that we were majesty 
We were designed for rulin' 
Could've caught us snackin' with a pack of lions just coolin' 
I try to picture how it might be 
Seeing life rightly, nightly getting' it in w/ wifee 
No strife B 
Just different paths that we'd site see 
Chillin' like raspberry ice tea 

[Hook] 
I'm the living God and I made you 
Though you've fallen hard I can raise you 
Though your name's in lights 
I see your pain and strife 
And I'm the only God that can save you 

I'm the living God and I made you 
Even though you broke my heart I can change you 
I can give you life 
'Cause I paid the price 
And I'm the only God that can save you 
It was boomin'-love between humans 
They both loved God and they'd rush to communion 
Seemed too legit to quit just like Hammer 
Next scene-wooop-they tripped and slipped like bananas 
Now fast forward 
The cast-you're it 
Can't ignore it 
You're in it-you didn't have to ask for it 
We're like the crack baby who got jacked way before birth 
It sure hurts and that's crazy 
Yet it's evident-we're in Adam-we get a portion 
Sin's inherited and we've inherited a fortune 
Now the block ain't safe; dudes chop their weight 
To make moves they've got to glock their waist 
No love, they're so thug they would pop their race 
The whole club scene is bugged and it's not so chaste 
No love, they're so thug they would pop their race 
The whole club scene is bugged and it's not so chaste 

[Hook] 

You might think this is pointless 
The point is I point kids to God and His anointed 
I too used to need a blunt to crack a smile 
Others' needs exceeded the weed they needed to crack a vile 
Though we party a lot the party'll stop 
That's when we'll see what the party is not 
It's not an answer for life's cancer 
It's not a chance to fix the broke 
It only can coat like Mylanta 
The truth-we're just people we're feeble and frail 
You can see we're not free like people in jail 
Tried money, sex, weed 
Yes-you seek and you fail 
Can't sleep, your situation is bleak and it pale 
Don't forget in the text Genesis 4 to 6 
Proves the Lord is the Creator and He's more than vex 
And yet, He's got grace and agape 
I pray for your lives sake 
You'll wake and hear God say as His heart breaks...