
No Church in the Wild
by Dorothy
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?
Will he make it out alive, alright
'Cause there ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church in the wild
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 'til I get me some
That's somethin' that a pastor don't preach
That's somethin' that a teacher can't teach
When we die, the money we can't keep
But we prolly spend it all 'cause the pain ain't cheap
Preach, preach, preach, preach, yes
'Cause there ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church
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?
Will he make it out alive, alright
'Cause there ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no church, oh
Ain't no church, oh
Ain't no church in the wild
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