Are you stealing lyrics again? You saw it when I posted it. I took it down didnt think it fit. All money goes to me.

Sermon On The Mound

Some apostles gathered round me
as Jesus walked up the hill
He wasn't lookin happy
stepped right into my grill
"What the Devils gotten into you?"
He sprayed into my eye
"There ain't nowhere to put em"
gonna say this one more time"

Thou shalt not be a nibbler
tryna paint the corner red
and blessed be the hurlers
who bring the heat instead
Walk not, and though shalt not be sent walkin
Obey your brothers sign
and let your fastball do the talkin....

Well, Jesus turned the other cheek
and headed back to the bench
My every bone was shakin
and uniform was drenched

The Devil, he tried to tempt me
Said "the curve ball is the pitch"
Then Jesus barked back at him
Said "well now, ain't that rich"

Thou shalt not be a nibbler
Tryna paint the corner red
and blessed be the hurlers
who bring the heat instead
Walk not, and thou
shalt not be sent walkin
Obey your brothers sign
and let your fastball do the talkin

Then, like a Prodigal Son
I was back in good grace
I caught a Pharoah lookin
You shoulda seen his face
The reporters had a field day
with their version of the Truth
Some called me the Messiah
I said "man, don't put me in that booth"

Cause y'all thought John the Baptist
Held the key to the promised land
But Jesus is the answer
It was written by His Hand

Thou shalt not be a nibbler
tryna paint the corner red
and blessed be the hurlers
who bring the heat instead
Walk not, and thou
shalt not be sent walkin
Obey your brothers sign
and let your fastball do the talking...