My Clothes, My Hair Lyrics - The Thesis - Ambassador

[Chorus] 

So many people are hurt inside 

Don't even know him even though they might have heard of God 

Can He love me? Will He hear my prayer? 

Or, think I'm ugly when He see's my clothes or sees my hair 

I heard of a Savior heard He bled and died 

We could give Him our sins and we could get his life 

Yet I wonder for me if He will He even care 

When He sees my clothes or when he sees my hair 

[Verse One] 

Let me get up in this verse right now 

I'm thinking back to when we first got down 

I only groped but when you searched I found 

Snatched quick though you knew how I acted 

That's what's sick, I was a pick that you drafted? 

A backflip with a split couldn't be more backwards 

In fact that's classic 

I love to see your tactics 

But I think back to when I'd shrink back on the real B 

It's real deep; I really thought you could never feel me 

Cause my shirts were double X when really I was a small 

Double shirts for the effect when really it wasn't called for 

Pants baggie- they sagged and dragged on the floor 

But I was never that boy to show the back of his draws 

But I did hang, kicked slang, me and my boys did 

Rocked doo-rags till it put a crease in our foreheads 

And on the surface others said we were worthless 

But I'm glad you purposed to love us and you made us your purchase 

[Chorus] 

[Verse Two] 

I was convinced of your power so I was down to comply with Your standard 

Your God the Father- Creator- I was your product 

But I noticed my focus it wasn't on You; my hope was you would 

Meet me heaven but as for earth I'd roll with the hood 

I really didn't want your heaven- just didn't want hell more 

I really didn't want your presence- just didn't want hell more 

I didn't know you were beautiful 

You made advances but in fact I'd push you back like a cuticle 

I was a bad date 

But, now I know what it was you got lumped in with some people like a crab cake 

They elevate their own; they celebrate 

They make their own what's right 

They say it's what you like 

Everything else- they make it wrong 

I'm glad you don't hate our music or fashion 

Unless these things and how you intend us to use 'em are clashin' 

Cause for us, this is just a part of the culture 

But it's the reason why some think they shouldn't try to approach ya 

[Bridge] 

Man sees the outside 

But God sees the inside 

No matter your outside 

Through faith He'll come inside (2x) 

[Chorus] 

[Verse Three] 

I could weep 

So many people never heard of the name 

Yeah they heard the word "Jesus" but never heard of His fame 

They feel cut off from Him 

Not just cause of their sin 

But because of their clothes, hair, or their color of skin 

And they've been afloat- drowning in sin, we're in a boat 

Yet they've never been approached 

Cause we see them as different folks 

God's offer's universal- yeah 

He wants you in His circle- yeah 

He wants you in the doo-rag 

And He wants you in the purple hair 

You can just take a cursory 

Glance at the word and see 

God made the plans of diversity 

Is there one godly ethnic group 

In the church should we all wear one polyester suit 

Or maybe rock sandals and robes, no ham I suppose 

When we meet maybe we should only eat salmon and loaves 

Should we only like the organ or the violin 

I'm inquirin', I admire men up in the choir and women 

But one minute, why do some people assume that God's iPod 

Got no tunes that got the "boom-bap" 

He's with White, with Black, with Lat 

With Asian with Rock, Country, Jazz, with Rap