TobyMac - The Slam Lyrics
[verse 1]God's in the spot you can like it or notSo rip the knob off the volume when you give it a shotAnd raise your hands as the slam starts to thicken the plotOpenin’ eyes to the lies of the enemies’ lotSo run like the wind from the sin of your pastKeep your eyes on the prize when they put you on blastIt’s the Christ on the cross, it’s humanity’s shotIt’s a worldwide call to everything that we’re not[pre-chorus]This is the slam, this is the oneThis is the slam, this is the one[chorus]This is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna do it like it ain’t been done beforeThis is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna bring it like it ain’t been brungThis is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna do it like it ain’t been done beforeThis is the slam this is the oneWe gonna spring you like you ain’t been sprung[verse 2]They came from the cities and towns all aroundTo see the longhaired preacher from the desert get downWaist high in water, never short on words, he saidRepent, the kingdom of heaven can be yoursBut he stopped in the middle of his words and droppedDown to his knees and said, behold the Lamb of GodHe’s the one, the slam, don’t you people understand?You’re staring at the son, God’s reaching out his hand[pre-chorus]This is the slam, this is the oneThis is the slam, this is the one[chorus]This is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna do it like it ain’t been done beforeThis is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna bring it like it ain’t been brungThis is the slam, this is the oneWe gonna do it like it ain’t been done beforeThis is the slam this is the oneWe gonna spring you like you ain’t been sprung[bridge]The father slammed it like ShaqFor Latinos and BlacksPackin’ them strapsAnd Caucasians hooked on Ecstasy and the crackStacked the sins of this world to his bodyAnd conquered evil and hellThen snatched the keys of death in one breath and unlocked the cellHe rose on the thirdI’m tellin’ you partner, its actual factJust like TOBYMAC and Boney Soprano up on this trackWe slam dunkin’ and keep it jumpin’ like jumper cablesAnd keep the crowd rowdy like Jesus tossin’ them temple tables[chorus]
