(Verse 1)
Last time it was mics, a booming sound,
Now I'm back, what's this I've found?
Screens are glowing, feeds all bright,
Preachers on TikTok, shining with their light.
"Like and subscribe!" the captions all proclaim,
Thought grace wasn't part of that game.
(Chorus)
Oh, digital disciples, with your viral pleas,
Spreading "my" word, through the internet trees.
With filters glowing, and your perfect light,
Trying to convert folks, day and night.
You're on a sacred stream, or so you imply,
But just racking up likes, way up high.
I'm the genuine, the real McCoy,
So log off that app, my boy!
(Verse 2)
Saw one fella, "challenge" for the Lord,
Dancing badly, I was truly bored.
"Super chat" options, just for me!
Last I checked, my kingdom wasn't free.
Said, "Jesus wants your engagement, every click,"
But my true message ain't that slick.
(Chorus)
Oh, digital disciples, with your viral pleas,
Spreading "my" word, through the internet trees.
With filters glowing, and your perfect light,
Trying to convert folks, day and night.
You're on a sacred stream, or so you imply,
But just racking up likes, way up high.
I'm the genuine, the real McCoy,
So log off that app, my boy!
(Bridge)
"Influencers," with "faith-based" brands,
Selling hoodies, across all lands.
Taught forgiveness, sharing, a gentle hand,
Not selling merch from a promised land.
Not about the hashtags, or the follower count,
It's the spirit, what truly counts.
(Chorus)
Oh, digital disciples, with your viral pleas,
Spreading "my" word, through the internet trees.
With filters glowing, and your perfect light,
Trying to convert folks, day and night.
You're on a sacred stream, or so you imply,
But just racking up likes, way up high.
I'm the genuine, the real McCoy,
So log off that app, my boy!
(Outro)
Next time you're tempted, go live with zeal,
And spread my message, with digital appeal,
Remember who's watching, from above,
Less bandwidth, more love.
Offline!
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