Trip Lee, The Ambassador - Why Me lyrics

Look I was born like the rest
From Adam's curse ruined
Straight born into death
With my back turned to Him
The facts are confusing, I'm a wretched man
But He took me
Held my hand and my death was banned
He could have let my sins
Stay and my transgressions stand
But, I've been selected, elected
Predestined man the question stands
Look what I do to deserve
To be blessed with His plan
Made new and reserved
Nothing, was like the rest
Born attracted to death
Nah we ain't said it but it's
Just what all our actions expressed
Cause though I ain't wanna bother with
The Lord He spared me
When I needed a Father, like orphan Annie
He took me in
He clothed me in His righteousness
Fed me the fruit of the Spirit
Now my life is His it's all grace
I don't deserve this relationship
Cause, I ain't got nothing to give
Even my faith was a gift

I don't deserve it, I'm worthless
But treated as perfect
Why me? (Why me?) Why me? (Why me?)
I sin more than I wanna
But my sins are a goner
Why me? (Why me?) Why me? (Why me?)
I was lost, but redeemed
Then adopted and cleaned
Why me? (Why me?) Why me? (Why me?)
I was a scrub
But this God let me run with His squad
Why me? (Why me?) Why me? (Why me?)

You can ask the question
Why a God would let men take His Son
Make Him a naked one just to crush Him
We could all inquire, why a God this high up
Would stoop so low, to scoop a whole
Crew from holding fire
We can pontificate, sippin' on lemonade
Chillin' cause our bill of sin was
Long but dawg it was paid
Or we can shrug it off, not even bug at all
Off the fact, we should have been attached
To that rugged cross
That's just what it cost
I'm moved by what it cost
Refuse, to be like dudes, unmoved
With thuggish walks
They like to disregard this
They like to diss the God that's
Coming back, never to fade to black
Like Mr carter and it's a shame
Cause the Scripture is plain
With you and me
Yahweh got beef like 50 and Game
We're shifty as Cain
Only Jesus emptied His veins
So now you only got one choice out
Of a list full of names

It's truly His grace that did it all
His righteous mercy
Prepared beforehand for glory
Nah I ain't worthy
He's treating Christ like me and
He gave Him death
He's treating me like Christ man
He gave me breath i could've easily been
One that's fiendin' for sin
That's leading me in, to death
And catch heat in the end
But He chose me, He showed me
Ordered my steps man what a privilege to be
One of the Lord's elect

If it wasn't for you Trip I
Wouldn't be trippin' on this
Cause we'll get about as far as a car
Sittin' on bricks
Cause why He did it, was (uh) Ah forget it
I don't know why, I ain't shy, I'll admit it
So Trip, I don't even question this
I go on and rest in this
For sin I was in Union but now
I'm free like a Russian is
Now I trust in this (Jesus) now the lesson is
Run hard for God to a
Beat like a percussionist