Dorothy

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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