[Prelude: The Ambassador]
We just want the world to know that
God is into Self-glorification
He wants people to put Him on a pedestal
He wants to be Primetime
The Center of Attention
The Main Attraction
So one of the things that we want to do
Is to promote this Lord and this God
Because most people today they
They'd rather do without Him
So we bringing it back to how it should be
[Intro: Enock]
Cypha time
The Cross Movement
Up in this piece y'all
Cypha time
Kingdom building
Peep the blueprint
Who brings the Gospel to your town
The Cross Movement
Kingdom building
Peep the blueprint
Who brings the Gospel to your town
[Verse 1: Enock]
Introducing God the Son
Who delivered you from sin
Influencing humans to commune with Him
You and Him can be one in unison
We who praise
The One who saves with the true flav
The Savior's more than soufflé
We come off like toupées
The new phrase
Advocates of the Theocratic Rule
Nomadical
Radicals
Coming dead at you
Like Heatseekers
We're meat eaters down to the gristle
The Word of God chisels your middle
When you read these living epistles
The gospel shooter
Passing out tracts like a producer
Get used to
These new psalms and hymns
Of the future
Root for the winning team
We pollute the mainstream
With Jesus is Lord
As the main theme
Never change scenes
When it's time for action
We bring your focus to the main screen
Where Jesus be the Center of Attraction
The Lord's suffering
The pain brings healing
To all colors, creeds
Salvation is granted
One hundred percent
Satisfaction guaranteed
[Verse 2: T. R. U.-L. I. F. E.]
From the door I bring it raw
From the realm of the spiritual
King Jesus
And His amazing Grace
Be my lyrical
Crux
So when the mic gets touched
I erupt
Like Vesuvius
Because He blew me up
And yes He knew just what
I needed
To slow my speed
And plasma leaking
Beating
Lower case T'in
Just
A touch
Of love
Just a little bit
For God
To become man
Blows me
To obliterate
So when I hit you with
The mind of the Infinite
His Scripture sticks
In your heart
Then I give a twist
The human race is born in sin
Can't win
From our very first breath
Til we're gone with the wind
We need emergency surgery
Cause every time we breathe
Our life expectancy is scurrying
Down the road
Like Toto, the Scarecrow and Dorothy
You wanna get on?
Bow to Jesus' authority
Can't get in the game without a ticket
No Jesus
No rescue
No heaven
Dig it
[Verse 3: Phanatik]
Brothers be screaming
What's this new thing
Looking like a Christian Wu-Tang
Cause my crew hangs loosely
And we tie tight like a shoestring
And if you think
You'll invade
You'll get stung by styles
Sweeter than twenty-three honeybees
Funny see
These God wannabe's
Don't meet none of the
Criteria
They miss the mark
And end up
Way out there like Siberia
But from there to Nigeria
I swear to ya
Jesus Christ is Lord
Over every inch
Of every area
Join the bandwagon
The more the merrier
The stereotype
From now on
Is brothers in baggy pants
On the corner
Kicking the gospel
Like Jackie Chan
But the baggies and boots
Or suits and ties are optional
So long as the disagreements
Ain't nothing doctrinal
Now if you got the fort
And you think you can hold it down
Then you can spark a movement
Of the cross in your hometown
And when your're finished with this tape
And the music
If the cross ain't done yet
Then neither is the movement
[Verse 4: The Ambassador]
Check the way we stepped in
No weapons
We're the elected
Heaven's protecting us like
A good investment
We never need a vest when
We step into your section
Nor a Smith and Wesson
Cause in Jehovah's arm we resting
Eternal life
We don't deserve it
We're worthless
But God is perfect
The servant worship
He's worth it
Word it's
A sad life
We be living mad trife
There's mad strife
Some grab pipes
They need to grab Christ
You say it's over
I'm saying hold up
Here comes Jehovah
Who saves always
Like Coca-Cola
Throw your hand up
Behold I know a Banner
The true Manna
A Lamb for a
World dirty like Diana
Turning sins whiter than Vanna
No it's not Santa
But the Alpha
Who was raised (rays) like Gamma
The Omega
Who can save the world and a
Always hang around you like a tourist with his camera
Can the Cross Movement drop God's propaganda
The Word potty trains you
God's got the pamper
Watch the crew unite the two
Mics and grammar
Something clean for your head
Like a white bandanna
Sin's a cancer
Spreading like the legs of a dancer
But there's an answer
It's the Christ blood-transfer
The God-man's an Ambulance for
Sin-sick men
Who know their life is going to end like this stanza
So now I hand the
Mic to my man the
Tonic
Who drops the real deal like Evander
[Verse 5: The Tonic]
We stick and move with the blast of a cannon (Canon)
So we can display a life that's smooth like Dannon
While working on the fruit of the Spirit we keep it creamy
Cause when you got a promise
Who needs a genie
Or a
Rabbit's foot
Or a
Lucky coin
Can't nobody beat Him
So you might as well join
Ok
Who's Christ's equal
Who is the balancer
Who can tip the scale
Who is His challenger
What man
What myth
What relic
We'll run to the grave
Let the empty tomb tell it
And we'll take that fact to a city like Nineveh
Kicking down lies like a Chinese cinema
When some come with the new-jitsu
Spiritual voodoo
No worry
The Spirit will defend like a sumu
Wrestler
Long as we keep professing the
One that stands between the extremes of
Sacred and secular
He's more concerned whether you're saved or irregular
And if your life is standing perpendicular
And if your extra-curricular life pattern
Conforms to who you were born to be despite Adam
That's why
The Cross is the place God stressed
For those that will receive
And take it to the chest