No Church in the Wild

No Church in the Wild

No Church in the wild Who was rubbin' the wood like Kiki Shepard Two tattoos, one read "no apologies" Human beings in a mob The other said "love is cursed by monogamy" What's a mob to a king? That's somethin' that the pastor don't preach What's a king to a god? That's somethin' that a teacher can't teach What's a god to a non-believer? When we die, the money we can't keep Who don't believe in anything? But we prolly spend it all 'cause the pain ain't cheap, preach We make it out alive All right, all right Human beings in a mob No church in the wild What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? Tears on the mausoleum floor What's a god to a non-believer? Blood stains the Coliseum doors Who don't believe in anything? Lies on the lips of a priest Thanksgiving disguised as a feast We make it out alive Rollin' in the Rolls-Royce Corniche All right, all right Only the doctors got this, I'm hidin' from police No church in the wild Cocaine seats No church in the wild All white like I got the whole thing bleached No church in the wild Drug dealer chic No church in the wild I'm wonderin' if a thug's prayers reach Is Pious pious 'cause God loves pious? Socrates asks, "whose bias do y'all seek?" All for Plato, screech I'm out chere' ballin', I know y'all hear my sneaks Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats, preach Human beings in a mob What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer? Who don't believe in anything? We make it out alive All right, all right No church in the wild I live by you, desire I stand by you, walk through the fire Your love, is my scripture Let me into your encryption, yeah yeah Coke on her black skin made a stripe like a zebra I call that jungle fever You will not control the threesome Just roll the weed up until I get me some We formed a new religion No sins as long as there's permission' And deception is the only felony So never fuck nobody without tellin' me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real Sun comin' up 5 a.m. I wonder if they got cabs still Thinkin' 'bout the girl in all-leopard .

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