Explanation (interlude) Lyrics - The Thesis - Ambassador

MC's: God gave us a gift 

Made our lips so you can say that He made us to spit 

B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and spin 

But for the One who made a trip to put a flip on sin 

To display the glory of the God that can save 

Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace 

I've got a riddle- what went from little to larger than you thought 

Adults and youth both support it- it started in New York 

Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran it's 

In Japan in fact it inhabits the planet 

Man this thing has expanded- went from wild entertainment 

To a global culture that molds ya, with a style and a language 

Now this thing is no stranger it's mainstream, it's the disc jock 

The rapper, graffiti artist, the breaker- it's Hip-Hop! 

Yes- the leading cause of why popular music flip flopped 

Odd but it's true it's now toppin' the charts along with rock 

It's properly known as a street phenomenon 

Local to global those who peep the economics find 

If you're looking for a treasure hip hop is the right soil 

It was underground but now it's found like when you strike oil 

But can't boast in it, like it's the ultimate 

Ultimately nothin' is the ultimate till God gets hold of it 

MC's: God gave us a gift 

Made our lips so you can say that He made us to spit 

B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and spin 

But for the One who made a trip to put a flip on sin 

Graf artist: We use our markers and spray 

To display the glory of the God that can save 

Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace 

Note the power of the culture- it seems to get obeyed 

It's ghetto-made and it's able to push its ghetto ways 

It used to be on the low just like get-a-way 

Now instead it's on the cutting edge like a set of blades 

Every place has been set ablaze; every race has embraced 

I no longer get amazed when their getting braids 

Better get a hold of this golden goose 

It'll get hold of you 

And expose you to some things that will oppose the truth 

It'll have you thinking you fly, cause of the things that you buy 

But when you die, you'll obtain them new eyes 

And see for all the hoopla you got you traded the truth 

Like Esau who had a birthright he traded for soup 

I'm no hater it's true, I know from you God can get a thanks 

So you think that you're connected like Harvard and brains 

But God's on to the game, he wants more than a song with His name 

A long studded chain- a picture of His Son in a frame 

MC's: God gave us a gift 

Made our lips so you can say that He made us to spit 

B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and spin 

But for the One who made a trip to put a flip on sin 

Graf artist: We use our markers and spray 

To display the glory of the God that can save 

Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace 

You know I'm theocratic- that's an advocate of His rule 

Emphatic 'cause I'm a addict by habit I'm in His school 

To learn so I can discern what to burn and what's approved 

To be fit and equipped in case God picks up this tool 

'Cause my whole thesis is: Hip-Hop with no Jesus is 

Like a Roscoe's with no chicken or waffles neither 

But now a Hip-Hop that knows Jesus 

Has a shot to save a lot from the place that's blazin' hot with no breezes 

When hip-hop bows since Hip-Hop vows 

To use every hip-hop style for the hip-hop crowd 

We can see world missions 'cause to Hip-Hop the world listens 

Listen, I'm not insistin' we're makin' the world Christians 

I'm just settin' the aim 

Wantin' to see everything with breath reppin' and spreading His fame 

Catch us blessin' His name cause for our debt He was hanged 

His blood's a token of love; let's start catchin' His train 

MC's: God gave us a gift 

Made our lips so you can say that He made us to spit 

B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and spin 

But for the One who made a trip to put a flip on sin 

To display the glory of the God that can save 

Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace