| Human being to the mob
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| What’s a mob to a king?
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| What’s a king to a god?
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| What’s a god to a non-believer?
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| Who don’t believe in anything?
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| We make it out alive
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| All right, all right
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| No church in the wild
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| Tears on the mauseoleum floor
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| Blood stains the coliseum doors
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| Lies on the lips of a priest
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| Thanksgiving disguised as a feast
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| Rollin' in the Rolls-Royce Corniche
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| Only the doctors got this, I’m hidin' from police
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| Cocaine seats
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| All white like I got the whole thing bleached
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| Drug dealer chic
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| I’m wonderin' if a thug’s prayers reach
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| Is Pious pious cause God loves pious?
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| Socrates asks, «Whose bias do y’all seek? |
| «All for Plato, screech
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| I’m out here ballin', I know ya’ll hear my sneaks
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| Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats
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| Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats
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| Preach
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| Human being to the mob
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| What’s a mob to a king?
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| What’s a king to a god?
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| What’s a god to a non-believer?
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| Who don’t believe in anything?
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| We make it out alive
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| All right, all right
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| No church in the wild
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| I live by you, desire
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| I stand by you, walk through the fire
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| Your love is my scripture
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| Let me into your encryption
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| Coke on her black skin made a stripe like a zebra
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| I call that jungle fever
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| You will not control the threesome
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| Just roll the weed up until I get me some
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| We formed a new religion
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| No sins as long as there’s permission'
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| And deception is the only felony
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| So never fuck nobody with’out tellin' me
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| Sunglasses and Advil
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| Last night was mad real
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| Sun comin' up, 5 a. |
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| I wonder if they got cabs still
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| Thinkin' 'bout the girl in all-leopard
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| Who was rubbin' the wood like Kiki Shepard
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| Two tattooes, one read «No Apologies»
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| The other said «Love is cursed by monogamy»
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| That’s somethin' that the pastor don’t preach
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| That’s somethin' that a teacher can’t teach
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| When we die, the money we can’t keep
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| But we prolly spend it all 'cause the pain ain’t cheap
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| Preach
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| Human being to the mob
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| What’s a mob to a king?
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| What’s a king to a god?
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| What’s a god to a non-believer?
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| Who don’t believe in anything?
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| Will he make it out alive
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| All right, all right
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| No church in the wild
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| No church in the wild
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| No church in the wild
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| No church in the wild |