The Amba**ador - Psalm 23 lyrics

The Lord is my shepherd and I shall not want He gave me life so I'mma stay on point I've got the Spirit so I don't get drunk We're pumpin' Jesus in your trunk There goes the bell well it's on word is bond now I'm rippin' it Fillin' cups up with living water, got you sippin' it I be the one that serves you dinner from the Scriptures You may or may not be a s**er, but I'm gonna get ya Hit ya with the word of God that's how we rock the nation You hear it and catch the Spirit of intoxication Drunk in the Spirit's how my whole crew puts it Look at us walk the straight and narrow and avoid the crooked Ruff and tough, with out the afro puff It's the supernatural "stuff", all about His blood like we're Dracula With spectacular spiritual vernacular Like the concept of the hypostatic union comin' smack-atcha I know it's deep and when you peep you'll find it's dense Jesus both God and man 200% Toss it, nah, we take the good news and floss it So the world thinks we drink or mentally we've lost it It's not that in fact it's just the opposite we're droppin' it Fully cognoscente He rules ain't no stoppin' it So like a vulture we swarm on your head The holy culture who be droppin' bombs on your head We're glad when pagans label us as madmen Cause we're the "will be's" for the Christ, not "has beens" Life's no joke so even if you fight hard You'll drown in your sin if you don't meet Christ the life guard You kick a different stroke like Willis and Arnold In warfare you'll be steppin' but your weapons won't be carnal But of course it's divine to pull down a fortress Repaint the picture of Christ and make Him gorgeous The Lord just rocks me huh what can I say Sin, that's a price a rapper can't pay The Lord is my shepherd and I shall not want He gave me life so I'mma stay on point I've got the Spirit so I don't get drunk We're pumpin' Jesus in your trunk Man is used to seeing Jesus in His lamb ness But they don't understand this Lamb is running every single planet More than just a Lamb this is more than just a man dyin' From Zion, behold the resurrected King, the Lion Check the majesty, bad as He is we happily Go down to the ground without being forced to by gravity We're glad to be prostrate, bowed down is my state Without "pape's" I'm still richer than milk chocolate You can ask the Jews about the power of Yahweh And if He gets busy like a rush hour highway So much so they'll have a feast in a moment From the unleavened bread to the feast of atonement Amazing, check out the flag that we're raisin' Man enough to be caught standin' up praisin' Jesus the I Am, cause my man's creation Should all be giving up a standing ovation The Lord is my shepherd and I shall not want He gave me life so I'mma stay on point I've got the Spirit so I don't get drunk We're pumpin' Jesus in your trunk