| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly
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| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives
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| I swing through west side with the Word in the juke
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| Top down, blow the brain out the ride yup, murder the coup
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| We turn it up 'til we burnin' the soup
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| Just me and my dawgs, turnin' hooch
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| The whole squad brindle, MOB symbol on the back of the jeans
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| And the faculty in back of me is actually kings
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| Apply pressure 'til they crack at the seams
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| They say the gift’s grimy, well at least the package is clean
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| He gave the law but I disobeyed it
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| By His grace reconnected, I was dislocated
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| Thank God that a nigga made it
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| I am the devil’s problem, I am forever mobbin', figure eight it
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| The enemy be putting a lot of energy into bringing an end to me
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| But it ends up being vain, they must be mentally insane
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| I rep the Trinity, before they finish me
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| The industry is gon' remember Jesus' name
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| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly
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| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives
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| You can find me on that blacktop, hoodie on, black socks
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| Where they push that crack rock and always keep a fat Glock
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| I ain’t scared, it’s the streets that I’m charged with
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| They be hurtin' and them streets is where the scars sit
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| I’m whipping the coke, you broke, you pushing assault
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| Now I keep my schedule wrapped up pushing this hope
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| To the people that’s broke, mentally and physically low
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| Looking for mo', devil try to block, I kick in the door
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| Reaching for souls, real faith got us stretching these loans
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| To keep us straight like the starch in your clothes
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| It’s the MOB, hardened solder, we ain’t made to fold
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| We the clay, He’s the potter, Jesus made the mold to save our souls
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| We on the road, Jesus stay in the jungle, better check the scrolls
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| We on the same narrow path the disciples rode
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| They had church in the wild if you didn’t know
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| It’s the MOB Hooked On God if you didn’t know
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| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly
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| Church in the jungle, pray for my hood
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| We bring the good news where it isn’t good
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| Revival in the land of the homicide
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| I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Church in tha Jungle , by - Şevin. Song from the album P4MH: Church in tha Jungle, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп