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Ambassador (The) - "Products"
Lyrics to Products : [Chorus] We be the products of the city life but yet we live for Christ City kids that rip the mic but were a different type We love God so we hate wrong, and love whats right We love man so its strong and its tight [Verse 1] We be the products of the city life, but yet we live for Christ City kids that rip the mic, but were a different type We shine like a head light watch things get bright We get hype and advertise Christ just like a web sight Rock the baggy gear but shed light, thats how its meant to be Man peeps the outside, but God looks into me He invented me, and looks within to see my inners Used to see a sinner who sinned, but since Christ He sees a winner Enter into the mind of a Christ urbanite True urban type, yet will still spill the words of life What a blend, young ordinary men, but yet believers In Jesus Who placed us into the ecclesia Lets just see ya pluck us out His hand---no chance Were in a romance, more romantic than a slow dance We hold hands and walk rough streets, we feel the heat from Crews peepin the flavor of we who be speakin On behalf of the God thats got wrath He can pour out Put you in a hell blacker then the heads at Moorehouse "Life" choose it---eternal life, youll never lose it God so loved the world He sent Jesus to die and prove it Whos it that claims to match His matchless demo Of love when love is the Saviors "M.O." Cultural relevance, biblical intelligence God can save souls without my wisdom or my eloquence [Chorus] - repeat [Verse 2] Call the Surgeon cause Im hurtin The pain has got me staggerin and swervin I see the trife life thats in the urban All my brothers rockin kufees or a turban Claiming that theyre god, or Allahs the god theyre servin But when I say I represent the Person Who made the earth and Present my case without cursin, they say Im churchin And on the streets that aint working, they laugh at me They call themselves god, but they love sinning what audacity There has to be someone who understands, perhaps it be My sisters, but many of them are anti-chastity Sisters vainly hope that all will end well Then tell me how you reject Christ, but love yourself some Denzel For men and women sins become a trend and a way of livin Truly the anti Christ, humanist age has risen Its called "self-ism"---the fastest growing religion Its trapping people up like prison Im on a mission---boots laced, truth, grace, are my topics Biblical optics that can spot even the microscopic Gods vision is x-ray, He sees every day plus the next day He sees through your Mary K Lets say He sees all things---for real son Rophe, He heals all pain---were dealin With the one God, Savior and the Hope The only One to address the issue of sin like an envelope [Chorus] - repeat [Verse 3] I know its bugged, you feel the tug, Gods love is lovin you But its the city life, its too attractive plus its huggin you But Satan muggin you cause although youre a hard rock You still dont know where you go when your heart stops All those jokes you make about youll be in hell partying Sorry and you know those jokes are played out like Atari and No ones laughing cause what happens is as soon as youll Start to laugh youre all at another brothers funeral Im not the bad guy, nah, I bare the pain with you But God can fix you, youve been torn, let Him re-stitch you Im just a no name with no fame But Id hate to see you mistake the real Christ for the man in the 8 x 10 frame Its no game, many people seem to think theyve got the truth But truth is a Person---Jesus Christ the absolute I might be fan-less, and friendless and fameless But because my sin debt is paid my name is blameless Who can explain this, only the Lord could arrange this Divine rendezvous reminding you of Perfect Strangers Dig the blend like Tropicana Twister Godly and manly, just another hypostatic mixture [Chorus] - repeat [ Products Lyrics ]
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