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No Church in the Wild (feat. Frank Ocean)

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?

Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wildTears on the mausoleum floor

Blood stains the Colosseum doors

Lies on the lips of a priest

Thanksgiving disguised as a feast

Rolling in the Rolls Royce Corniche

Only the doctors got this, I'm hiding from police

Cocaine seats, all white like I got the whole thing bleached

Drug dealer chic, I'm wondering if a thug's prayers reach

Is Pious pious cause God loves pious?

Socrates asked whose bias do y'all seek?

All for Plato, screech

I'm out here balling, I know y'all hear my sneaks

Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy he laid beats

Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats

PreachI live by you, desire

I stand by you, walk through the fire

Your love is my scripture

Let me into your encryption

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

To never fuck nobody without telling me

Sunglasses and Advil, last night was mad real

Sun coming up, 5 a.m., I wonder if they got cabs still?

Thinking 'bout the girl in all leopard

Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepard

Two tattoos: one read "No Apologies"

The other said "Love is Cursed by Monogamy"

It's something that the pastor don't preach

It's something that a teacher can't teach

When we die the money we can't keep

But we probably spend it all cause the pain ain't cheap

Preach

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