The Cross Movement - Solo Christo lyrics

It be The Gift and The Amba**ador The Cross Movement in your area, ah! Who be champ, champion, who be champ, champion? Who be only solo hero, who's champion? (Chorus) Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha want whatcha want? Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha need whatcha need? Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha got whatcha got? Solo Christo, believe it or not! Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha want whatcha want? Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha need whatcha need? Yeah yeah yeah, whatcha got whatcha got? Solo Christo, yo, ya know the steelo! (The Tonic) Looks like it's quarter ta According to the long arm on your Nautica Bomb vise got you free Alisé swig, Land Cruiser rig Solo, Timbo, Tom Hilfig It's all by design "Yeah my dough, I gotta get mine" Your strictly melon, let others long rhyme The fact that you're negligent is irrelevant 'Cause you still stomp through the street with more weight than an elephant When you aim you don't miss Whether you come with the bom bom or the Style of the drunken fist While like Hannibal Find the flesh like a cannibal Trying to get the Xanadu Smoking that cannabis botanical or botonical Got a cracked monocle Swearing you can comprehend the Holy Chronicle But what's critical And what makes it so pitiful, Is that you don't know what You were put here to do You sin more than Drac Not a thing you lack But Christ be beating on that head like a coon got slapped True dat true dat You can't relax You'll never have peace So you better react The confusion will never cease So pick option Solo Christo while you still living up in this piece (Chorus) (The Amba**ador) Jesus, eternal Sonship And He be One with The Father come get The only Son which??? The Savior comes with More flavor than the candy Fun-Dip Some trip But as for planet earth, the Savior runs it! The drum kicks Can't beat em even with the drumstick One trip, He died so ye could have life Who wants it? M.I.C. aka: "microphone" Solo Christo aka: "Christ Alone" (The Tonic) You put the plug in the socket 'Til the thing gets hot To tighten up them fat curls on that knot Gotta rush, don't want to get caught by the Disco feve' 'Cause the first 200 ladies get in free And, you believe in Cupid and you hope he got a laser sight 'Cause you come in gunnin' for Mr. Right Which is usually Mr. Wrong You dance to the same song Maybe all life long.. Yeah, woman needs man, and that's all legit But you give man a place that only God should get "Only" means "Solo" "Christ" means "Christo" Snap out the spell, it aint hard to tell Abbadeo! Agape, phileo! Christ loves you more than Scarface loved Mayo And though both died One rose with the true halo And wants to hook you up with the right piece like Lego (click, click) See, put God first and everything falls in order No doubt, ask yourself, "What's it all about?" Is it really about the chocolate type that buys you what you like? Or a Logos love supreme to redeem that life? Or is it about a hot dreamy steamy bump 'n grind? Or an everlasting pa**ion that will blow that mind? (Chorus)