Lyrics A-M - The Ambassador

[Hook]
It′s the AM, reppin' the I A-m
Hands in the sky wave ′em, listen as I praise him
Hey, hey it's the AM, reppin' the I A-m
Hands in the sky wave ′em, listen as I praise him
Hey, hey, hey ...

[Verse 1]
I am in the building and I′m feeling like a lion
I was caged up like a spice and now I'm pepped up like some cayenne
I don′t get it twisted, man I know how weak that I am
I'm a PM but you see I′m under God and he's a giant
Jesus, he′s the King, you know that he's above every king
He'll be in the supreme like a pizza full of everything
Yeah you know it, I could blow it like a hurricane
Walkin′ clean, only some perfect stuff that′s in every vein
Grace came like heavy rain and drop, fall
Because of that to be frank, I'm back, hot dog
I saw what Isaiah saw, drop jaw
The Son′s bright and his Pops raw
His glory's thick, glorious
Pierced at three points, Robert Horry-ish
Hands, feet, and side; can he survive?
You ran Pete inside and said "man, he′s alive"

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[Verse 2]
Still on the same mission that your man began with
Lyrically spraying Jesus on your mental canvas
Take it for granted, but he used to be a famine
No Christian rapper, I was suckin' up the bandwidth
Man I took a sad turn like a planet
I′m guilty no matter how you slice it like a sandwich
Standard is the standard, it's the standard that you can't switch
I understand the standard, but there′s something that you can′t miss
There's a cross for just such emergencies
Only for sinners, and I′m just the worst of these
For many I appeared mighty fine
But I've always been the 1 and I′ve never been the 99
I'm a Son of Adam, so every atom′s depraved
So every atom has strayed, every atom has frayed
Thanks to the Last Adam, our every atom gets raised
So with every last atom, the Last Adam gets praise

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[Verse 3]
I'm exaltin' Jesus ′cause to me it′s so appropriate
The holiest, owing us something special, check the holy writ
Checkin' for that Zoeist, life – you should know he′s it
The life is light and homie there'll be no eclipse
Check the flow we spit, check the blogs and tweets
Not perfect, but check the life because talk is cheap
In fact, let′s get up like frogs that leap
You wanna peep how Jesus left the tomb emptied out of all but sheets?
That's the indicator, he was buried, cuz
That′s the vindicator, he's who he said he was
Not to be hated 'cause Mary′s son′s Mary's God
Now see us at the Son′s very God of very God
I know it's very odd that Jesus Christ said he′s manna
More than the best thing since life's bread
But with a mic I would like to invite heads
To see the Son who shines bright like the light pads

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