Crash rings the cannon thru dale and empty field
Six months armistice and peace torn asunder
I laugh anticipating the Baptist's blunder
The sword of truth and decency I wield
Baby and Brandy I shall never once yield
Meet me on the mountain and upon the plain
Brave Baptist bring your rhymes and flow til' dawn
For I stand ready to drink and dunk your spawn
Must you deal with those who think they have been slain? (in the spirit)
When a Presby waits here to bring truest pain
Speak now and prepare for true devastation
For your paster is a Dispy and your Deacon is Arminian
Six months armistice and peace torn asunder
I laugh anticipating the Baptist's blunder
The sword of truth and decency I wield
Baby and Brandy I shall never once yield
Meet me on the mountain and upon the plain
Brave Baptist bring your rhymes and flow til' dawn
For I stand ready to drink and dunk your spawn
Must you deal with those who think they have been slain? (in the spirit)
When a Presby waits here to bring truest pain
Speak now and prepare for true devastation
For your paster is a Dispy and your Deacon is Arminian