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Pontifex - Can't Be Bought (feat. Paradox & Akalyte) lyrics

Artist: Pontifex

album: Ordained


Yo, these sell-out rap cats are on that name-your-price sound,
But mine was paid by Christ, how he laid his life down,
So I pray at night now, they pay attention,
'Cause they can't afford not to listen to the Great Physician.
Locked like slaves in prison, with the chains and whips, playin' the same position.
Yeshua's passion drew a catch of faithful Christains
Who took the baited hook the day they tasted wisdom.
Not for sale!
Nah, it's just the opposite, because God saw fit to lock pick us hostages.
(The Cross is bail!)
Yes, that's the Father's gift,
Cut the deficit and blessed the negative to positive.
(He tossed the scales!)
'Cuz there's no figuring repayment, salvation sent an open invitation to the banquet,
Flawless, unique pieces in an antique shop;
If all of us are freed through Jesus, then we can't be bought!
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me,
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me,
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
They say that every man in this world has a price tag,
Place where he loses all he has for a gold bag,
No one has it out with what glitters in the field,
Traded what was real, chose the play, let's make a deal.
Glances at the cross I see a price that's offered my way,
Poured out, flowed out, given out for my pay,
Now I'm off the mark, and maybe Satan's target,
Call me bone and soul, take the Book of Life and mark it.
Was it really worth it?
Tell me, is it worth it?
Let me answer for you; if it's temporal, then it's worthless.
Invest in the timeless, where it all is priceless,
Alpha and Omega, Lamb of God, let 'em buy this!
Great exchange to reaarange our death into divinity
You are not confined, our piece of mind inside the Trinity
Constant pursuit, of this heart that He has sought
Totos tuus, working through us, and we can't be bought.
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me,
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me,
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
Some say money buys everything, but you can't buy this,
It's for the greater glory of God when we rock it,
Catholic hip-hop it don't stop, even with the minimal profits,
Bling bling and material things ain't part of it,
We do this for the Church, the world has nothing to offer us,
We were paid in full when Christ hung on that Cross for us,
We spit the Truth because He paid the highest cost for us,
It's written in our hearts, "In God we trust,"
Like such, you can learn a lot from minds that spill with jihad,
As we apply Catholic to rhymes,
Akalyte: the name the world can't buy!
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me.
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
Speak to me, talk to me, let your words cut right through to me.
Been on my own, for way too long,
Gonna make my way to where I belong.
Well tonight, I will fight you no more.
Well tonight, I will fight you no more.

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