Wolves in Golden Suits

[Verse 1]
They said
“Sow that seed”
“Name your need”
“Buy this dream”
On a late-night screen
Gold watch flashing
White teeth
Soft chair
“Touch the hem of my ministry”
Like God lives there
They pass the plate twice
Eyes scan the row
Shame in the script
For the ones sayin’ “no”
As if the cross was cheap
But the blessing’s for sale
As if the Lamb cried “Paid in part”
And your card fills the scale
[Chorus]
You can’t buy grace
It’s already paid
Blood on the wood
Not what you gave
Christ on the cross
That’s where we’re rich
Free gift standing
In a sold-out pitch
You can’t buy grace
Stop sellin’ hope
Tithes ain’t tickets
Up Jacob’s rope
He said “It’s finished”
That’s the whole case
Prosperity’s Jesus
Not the briefcase
[Verse 2]
They twist that verse
“pressed down
Overflow”
Turn a farmer’s promise
To a game-show glow
“Give to get more”
Like heaven’s a slot
But the thief on the tree
Gave nothin’—yet got the lot
They never preach Paul
Chained in the dark
Or the widow with nothing
Still called a spark
They skip the storms
Just sell you the calm
But the Shepherd walks valleys
Not just the palm
[Bridge]
Tell me
If blessing’s priced
Who could afford? (who could afford?)
The poorest of sinners
Still owned by the Lord
If gain proves faith
Was Job out of line?
When Christ had no pillow
Was He out of design?
[Chorus]
You can’t buy grace
It’s already paid
Blood on the wood
Not what you gave
Christ on the cross
That’s where we’re rich
Free gift standing
In a sold-out pitch
You can’t buy grace
Stop sellin’ hope
Tithes ain’t tickets
Up Jacob’s rope
He said “It’s finished”
That’s the whole case
Prosperity’s Jesus
And that’s free grace

Gritty modern gospel-rap hybrid, male vocals; sparse piano and roomy live drums in the verses, subby bass and organ swells. Hook explodes with stacked choir-style harmonies and claps. Energy rises from reflective spoken-word cadence to bold, rallying chant. Mix keeps vocal raw and upfront, with call-and-response ad-libs answering key lines.