| Song | No Church In The Wild |
| Artist | Jay-Z |
| Album | ERG Music Canada: Nu Urban Traxx, Volume 180 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| [Jay-Z] | |
| Tears on the mausoleum floor | |
| Blood stains the coliseum doors | |
| Lies on the lips of a priest | |
| Thanksgiving disguised as a feast | |
| Rollin’ in the Rolls-Royce Corniche | |
| Only the doctors got this, I’m hidin’ from police | |
| Cocaine seats | |
| All white like I got the whole thing bleached | |
| Drug dealer chic | |
| I’m wonderin’ if a thug’s prayers reach | |
| Is Pious pious cause God loves pious? | |
| Socrates asks, “Whose bias do y’all seek?” | |
| All for Plato, screech | |
| I’m out here ballin’, I know y’all hear my sneaks | |
| Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats | |
| Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats | |
| Preach | |
| [Frank Ocean] | |
| 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 make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| [The-Dream] | |
| I live by you, desire | |
| I stand by you, walk through the fire | |
| Your love is my scripture | |
| Let me into your encryption | |
| [Kanye West:] | |
| 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 until I get me some | |
| We formed a new religion | |
| No sins as long as there’s permission’ | |
| And deception is the only felony | |
| So never fuck nobody wit’out tellin’ me | |
| Sunglasses and Advil | |
| Last night was mad real | |
| Sun comin’ up, 5 a.m. | |
| I wonder if they got cabs still | |
| Thinkin’ ’bout the girl in all-leopard | |
| Who was rubbin’ the wood like Kiki Shepard | |
| Two tattoos, one read “No Apologies” | |
| The other said “Love is cursed by monogamy” | |
| That’s somethin’ that the pastor don’t preach | |
| That’s somethin’ 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 | |
| [Frank Ocean:] | |
| 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 | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| We make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| JayZ | |
| Tears on the mausoleum floor | |
| Blood stains the coliseum doors | |
| Lies on the lips of a priest | |
| Thanksgiving disguised as a feast | |
| Rollin' in the RollsRoyce Corniche | |
| Only the doctors got this, I' m hidin' from police | |
| Cocaine seats | |
| All white like I got the whole thing bleached | |
| Drug dealer chic | |
| I' m wonderin' if a thug' s prayers reach | |
| Is Pious pious cause God loves pious? | |
| Socrates asks, " Whose bias do y' all seek?" | |
| All for Plato, screech | |
| I' m out here ballin', I know y' all hear my sneaks | |
| Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats | |
| Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats | |
| Preach | |
| Frank Ocean | |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| We make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| TheDream | |
| I live by you, desire | |
| I stand by you, walk through the fire | |
| Your love is my scripture | |
| Let me into your encryption | |
| Kanye West: | |
| 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 until I get me some | |
| We formed a new religion | |
| No sins as long as there' s permission' | |
| And deception is the only felony | |
| So never fuck nobody wit' out tellin' me | |
| Sunglasses and Advil | |
| Last night was mad real | |
| Sun comin' up, 5 a. m. | |
| I wonder if they got cabs still | |
| Thinkin' ' bout the girl in allleopard | |
| Who was rubbin' the wood like Kiki Shepard | |
| Two tattoos, one read " No Apologies" | |
| The other said " Love is cursed by monogamy" | |
| That' s somethin' that the pastor don' t preach | |
| That' s somethin' 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 | |
| Frank Ocean: | |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| Will he make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| We make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| JayZ | |
| Tears on the mausoleum floor | |
| Blood stains the coliseum doors | |
| Lies on the lips of a priest | |
| Thanksgiving disguised as a feast | |
| Rollin' in the RollsRoyce Corniche | |
| Only the doctors got this, I' m hidin' from police | |
| Cocaine seats | |
| All white like I got the whole thing bleached | |
| Drug dealer chic | |
| I' m wonderin' if a thug' s prayers reach | |
| Is Pious pious cause God loves pious? | |
| Socrates asks, " Whose bias do y' all seek?" | |
| All for Plato, screech | |
| I' m out here ballin', I know y' all hear my sneaks | |
| Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats | |
| Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats | |
| Preach | |
| Frank Ocean | |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| We make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| TheDream | |
| I live by you, desire | |
| I stand by you, walk through the fire | |
| Your love is my scripture | |
| Let me into your encryption | |
| Kanye West: | |
| 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 until I get me some | |
| We formed a new religion | |
| No sins as long as there' s permission' | |
| And deception is the only felony | |
| So never fuck nobody wit' out tellin' me | |
| Sunglasses and Advil | |
| Last night was mad real | |
| Sun comin' up, 5 a. m. | |
| I wonder if they got cabs still | |
| Thinkin' ' bout the girl in allleopard | |
| Who was rubbin' the wood like Kiki Shepard | |
| Two tattoos, one read " No Apologies" | |
| The other said " Love is cursed by monogamy" | |
| That' s somethin' that the pastor don' t preach | |
| That' s somethin' 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 | |
| Frank Ocean: | |
| 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 nonbeliever? | |
| Who don' t believe in anything? | |
| Will he make it out alive | |
| All right, all right | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild | |
| No church in the wild |