Show Lyrics
Ambassador - Whirlwind
(from the album Christology)
© copyright 1999
Hook:
Kneel When it’s on in the whirlwind/
Tell me how it feels---when it’s on in the whirlwind/
Do you know the deal---when it’s on in the whirlwind/
You’ve got to keep it real—when it’s on in the whirlwind/
Verse 1:
Let’s all meet, God to earth, feel the raw heat/
Bow the knee, give Me props hip hop to Wall Street/
The King, but I don’t dream I decree things/
I’m Supreme and My shekinah beams/
Out the whirlwind I’m vexed so I jet through the porthole/
Of time and appointment where divine meets the mortal/
You darkeneth my counsel without an ounce of knowledge/
The Bible is the food for your soul not your collards/
I’m triune in my Person and my tactics/
One in my essence, mentally you can’t hack this/
I’m so divine I can blow your mind with a mystery/
My incarnation was an invasion into history/
I put a human suit on and played it low key/
Thirty-three years of blood, sweat and tears now you owe Me/
Capital Son of God saves, three days in the grave, then I
was raised/
From the earth I was "Swaze"/
Sent My third Person to get with ya, fix ya/
Get ya right, shed some light, illuminate My Scripture/
I’ve got the word that bara’s exnihilo/
Creates something out of nothing now let’s see you go/
Toe to toe, with the master Architect and Sculptor/
Of the planet, of the people, even of its culture/
I rule, earth is My footstool/
Heaven can’t contain My frame, I’m sovereign and I can put
fools/
On their back, the fact is you’ll stand before Me/
I’m coming’ for My props, you’ll stop, drop and glorify/
I the sovereign God who be hurlin’/
Storms that I form when it’s on in the whirlwind.
Hook:
Verse 2:
Secular is regular it’s never the new flava in your ear/
Cause you neglect steps to meet the Savior of the year/
Your platinum hits be lackin’ sense so I sensor/
Your whole jam, I’m swole man, I am the inventor/
Of all music, who’s it all about in the this universe/
I search earth to comfort all your human hurts/
How much can a God flirt?/
How can it be post flood humanity keeps handing Me dirt/
Well I’m sick of this atheistic way you be kickin’ this/
Gift I gave, you’re getting paid for your wickedness/
Even gave you videos to flaunt Me, but you don’t even want
Me/
You only do the things that disappoint Me/
My grace you waste but when it runs dry/
Your heart is My target and I always hit bulls-eye/
You didn’t learn form Lucifer so I’m shootin’ ya/
In the heart with a dart, told you they were supin’ ya/
So I’m bootin’ ya like this, you thought I was a myth/
Thought I was blowing smoke like a spliff/
But I’m not mocked, take a look around your block/
Check Me out, earth shouts, the creation gives Me props/
You’re dust, but My eternal thrust and force/
Keeps seas behind the doors and the earth on course/
Why do rains pour and the winds roar?---Now buss it/
How do you make a universal flood?---Let’s discuss it/
Or what about the formula for gravity, let’s have it see/
Your human mind is raggedy compared to My majesty/
So radically My double edged sword swings/
Strong breasted iron chested raw King of all kings/
Is not looking for a halo, but neither should you lay low/
Just let My redeemed people say so/
And I’ll be the sovereign God Who be hurlin’/
Storms that I form when it’s on in the whirlwind...
Hook:
Verse 3:
As I rip it, you hear the word flow so come and sip it/
Then go toast, because the Logos is being lifted/
You I gifted, but Satan sifted, now you’re twisted/
I came in a human frame and you missed it/
What’s my name? Still the same---all Hail/
The I Am, watching’ man with his train off rail/
I stand, Jehovah Nissi come seek me the Banner/
I’m no joke, plus I make a dope loaf of mannav
Hosanna! Victory is mine, I’m preeminent/
Supreme, Mr. Clean, but you be unregenerate/
And a sinner at your core, more to die for/
But I poured my blood so all come through my door/
And there’s only one it’s the Son---God and human/
And I’m gonna come at the trump glory boomin’/
Pruning, I’ve got the sword, all aboard or on the floor/
Yall confess me as LORD/
You heard Me clearly, I never stutter, I’m butta/
Demons shutter, because I’m God, there’s no other/
I’ve gotta win, cause I’m the God of men/
Rejecting Me is suicidal I’m more vital than your oxygen/
For lots of men it’s My glory they’re after/
Kill that, come on get caught up in the rapture/
I’m the Master and since I’m faster I run this/
Planet and it takes a coequal oneness of Me’s---Father, Son,
and Holy Breeze/
Who can get with these three’s now check My degrees/
I’m the L-O-R-D all caps and for/
More on this get with the Ambassador/
Though I’m hardcore, My love goes far more/
Than my tongue, cause My Son hung on a "bar" for/
Mankind, understand I’m not religious/
But I’m in the business of providing forgiveness/
Long live this trinity, I curse the enemy/
Yet I bless the man that’s in ministry/
You want a magician then look for Merlin/
But if you want God I’m getting it on in the whirlwind.
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