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. This is the slam this is the one. This is the slam this is the one. 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 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. 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. 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