[Chorus: 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
Alright alright
No church in a wild
[Verse 1: Shell B]
They tryna control all the ma**es
Television is the same thing as the cla**es
They say that you're blind so you could use the gla**es
They make the heat but no cure for the rashes
Damn I should proli burn them to ashes
Pour kerosine and light up ma matches
Now their pretty faces got patches
The police are the thieves in the badges
Ugh I won't invite the pain
They let it rain forget I've got ma brain
I'm not insane
I'm still the same
You better know that we're not the same ma n***a! Ugh!
That's somn' that a pastor don't preach
That's somn' that your teacher can't teach
You find me at the shore of your beach
Tryna take a quick swim that's a dog a leash
Preach!
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[1st Speaker]:
I'm thirsty for people that annoy me I want to k** them
Why can't people just see me the way I am?
In the sense that, how will they tell you something about me
And you have been talking to me, you have been conversing with me
Let's use that word conversing
You know in and out of me and you believe what people say
And even if you believe what they say
Sorry even if you hear What they say
It's still an opinion, it's still something you can change
So I'm throwing that question
Why can't people take me the way I am?
Can you answer that?
[2nd Speaker]: Let's hear Shell B's answer
[1st Speaker]: Shell B let's hear your answer
[Shell B]: it's normal in any society such as a school setting
That requires a lot of socialization
For people to believe and jump into conclusions from what they hear
Outside of their relationship with someone that normally is very close to them
Cus they way they would have told her
It would have been in a way that...
They would have put her on the spot
[1st Speaker]: to think it's true
[Shell B]: yes!
Cus if you guys are outside school that kind of thing cannot happen
So I think it's just the realm of school
[2nd Verse: Shell B]
Everyday I say damn is this life?
Where a man could see another man as a wife
The modern day society slave the days of our lives
We all forgetting to remember that we have to strive
To get to the peak
To reach the brighter light
To make it to the heaven and then seat by his right
The righteous one on who have us all the life
Guiding us by the day and watching us by the night
It's a new picture f** all that black and white
That Pablo Pica**o flow I had to get it right
Visions of Visionario I see 'em with ma eyes
These days in the church the preachers preach a lot of lies
The laxity in sanity
The madness and the enemy
The jungle and the trees
The blood on the leaves
The good kid mad city full of bad human beings
Better wake to reality if you're still in your dreams!
That's somn' that a pastor don't preach
That's somn' that your teacher can't teach
You find me at the shore of your beach
Tryna take a quick swim that's a dog on a leash aghh!
Preach!
[Chorus]
No church in a wild [3x]