The Slam

[Verse 1: TobyMac] God's in the spot you can like it or not So rip the knob off the volume when you give this a shot And raise your hands as the slam starts to thicken the plot Openin' eyes to the lies of the enemies' lot So run like the wind from the sin of your past Keep your eyes on the prize when they put you on blast It's the Christ on the cross, it's humanity's shot It's a worldwide call to everything that we're not [Chorus] This is the slam, this is the one God's in the spot, whether you like it or not This is the slam, this is the one We gonna bring it like it ain't been brung This is the slam, this is the one We gonna do it like it ain't been done before This is the slam this is the one We gonna spring you like you ain't been sprung [Verse 2: TobyMac] They came from the cities and towns all around To see the longhaired preacher from the desert get down Waist high in water, never short on words, he said Repent, the kingdom of heaven can be yours But he stopped in the middle of his words and dropped Down to his knees and said, behold the Lamb of God He's the one, the slam, don't you people understand? You're staring at the son, God's reaching out his hand [Chorus] This is the slam, this is the one God's in the spot, whether you like it or not This is the slam, this is the one We gonna bring it like it ain't been brung This is the slam, this is the one God's in the spot, whether you like it or not This is the slam, this is the one We gonna bring it like it ain't been brung This is the slam, this is the one We gonna do it like it ain't been done before This is the slam this is the one We gonna spring you like you ain't been sprung [Verse 3: T-bone] The father slammed it like Shaq For Latinos and Blacks Packin' them straps And Caucasians hooked on Ecstasy and the crack Stacked the sins of this world to his body And conquered evil and hell Then snatched the keys of death in one breath and unlocked the cell He rose on the third I'm tellin' you partner, its actual fact Just like TOBYMAC and Boney Soprano up on this track We slam dunkin' and keep it jumpin' like jumper cables And keep the crowd rowdy like Jesus tossin' them temple tables