The Ambassador   Chorus by: The Phanatic   Written: W. Branch   Produced by: Tha Ambassador and T.R.U.-L.I.F.E.      Chorus:    Lower Case gods bow down to the capital    G to the O to the D who be rulin'    Lowercase gods bow down to the capital    King Jesus is Lord, yo who you be foolin'?       Verse 1:    My God anoints so I be on point just like a cactus    Fact is, my tactics are blessed with the phatness    (oh yeah) Here I come, coming from the Kingdom    I bring them good news that say they can redeem them    Who's He? Ooo wee, I thought you'd never ask me    Jesus the Christ with life everlasting    King, Lord of all, Planet Designer    Diviner, clothed in a robe of shekinah    I'ma find a phrase that conveys with exactness    Who He is, check it y'all - Mr. All-thatness    Why attack this with that anti-Christ wackness    Slow your roll, let Him be the Lord of your blackness    and your whiteness    Any ethnic type—it’s all pretty dim    next to Him and His brightness    I'm on a roll, I aim for the soul    I'd rather have Jesus than silver and gold    Hold all the chatter cause the data I speak    Is unique, it convicts with every tick of your heartbeat    I know the code of the street (what?)    Curse, rob and kill, smoke weed and wear Tim’s on your feet    Eat, but you don't feel complete    You feel cheap, you can't sleep, your heart's bare like a pantry    And ya rather not think so you drink    On the brink of blaaow!    But now I've got the missing link    Wake up, sleeper, and rise from the dead    And Christ will shine on your head full of dreads    Pure blood shed on the ground    He wants to be down    with you, so why ya frontin' now?    Lost earth is my stomping ground    And at the cross the lost can now be found    You'll never find another love like this    Christ is the hypest true sacrifices    You might just get radical, fanatical    He'll make ya flip and have ya gettin' acrobatical    The only bridge over sin made capital    Lower case gods bow down to the capital       Chorus      Verse 2:    Strange, out of this world, they call me loco    But I clocked it, my optic was bifocal    Uh oh, I saw myself for what I am—dust    Plus, saw my demise if my eyes stayed shut    What was I to do with this death in my face?    The crew, blunts, the brew, or get saved by His grace?    I fantasized and I analyzed, understand me?    (Ambassador...) You shoulda heard the lines that He ran me    My Man, the I AM, the Slain Lamb    He died for my sins, every nook, every cranny    He'll seek us and reach us, this Jesus    and He, man He, can He... forget it, I'm speechless    Now my flava's major, it be boomin'    Consumed in Christ, now I'm a new type of human    I'll be a light to the hip-hop type   lovin' to kick it with the wicked it's day meets the night   I glow in the dark knowing the heart's evil    People hate good because bad be lookin' diesel    Nobody wants to be right, they love error    They're a prime target for the sin and the terror    The never will end 'til the trumpet is heard    A white horse comes in, the Rider's name is the Word    But until then, I'ma fill in while I'm buildin' up the Kingdom    And I'll bring in the villain    Kill a man's will when this love comes at ya    You say you got hand skills, but His gloves are faster    Master, sovereign and factual    Lower case man can't stand, bow down to the capital    Lower case man bow down to the capital    G to the O to the D who be rulin'    Lowercase man bow down to the capital    King Jesus is Lord, yo who you be foolin'?       Chorus      Yeah, King Jesus is Lord! Y’all besta’ recognize, open ya eyes (Who?) He’s Jesus the Christ. Yeah, word! Check it out have you heard? The Lord Jesus—comin’ at ya’, ha   (3X) Check the avenue, Cross Movement grabbin’ you   Bow down to the caps—to the capital God. LORD, all caps, all caps, Mr. All-That.   ‘Nuff shouts out to The Cross Movement (oooh). Raise the banner, raise the banner, raise the banner, ha peace.