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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'll make it out alive
We'll make it out alive, alright
'Cause there ain't no church in the wild
Coke on her skin
Make 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
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
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'll make it out alive
We'll 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
Oooh, ain't no church
Oooh, ain't no church in the wild
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