Make No Sense by The Ambassador
Make No Sense by The Ambassador

Make No Sense

The Ambassador * Track #8 On When Sacred Meets Secular

Make No Sense Lyrics

Gun in my hand, or bundling grams or maybe just running a scam / that might of happened to me, if I ain't happen to run into Him / or less extreme I'd probably be wiling but grinding for extra cream / Hip-hoppers are jokers but they bow to the money like it was the king / I'd move God to the side, to make room for my epic pride / I'd be in step with everybody else like doing the electric slide / I'm urban so maybe I'd ride or die or just survive / could have been different if I wasn't justified so now I testify /

I was a kid and I got kids, you know I know how it is / I know they're showing em fire, I know that they're showing the power to kids / I wanna vibe with you, I will empower you, I'm coming by where you live / I am advising you, don't let em dummy you down, I hear you don't know how to snitch / he wanna be she, she wanna be he / I think they believe in a god but the god they believe in they calling a me / I got sin too, but the old me well that's buried / my fee it all paid but my God is a sure shot like Steph Curry /

I keep hoping, I see broken / peeps toting, burdens heavy like three boulders on three sofas / I keep focused, keep sober / keep forward, I plead for ya / keep both of my knees folded, I Tebow it / I'm seed sower, He's the grower, the grower /

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