Joe Budden - No Church in the Wild lyrics

Y'all can threaten me with ya thoughts, just never speak it One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno Take away what we love we'd all be Joe Paterno Reporting live from the city where they gun tote Sober in the sauna full of blunt smoke Y'all concerned with Drake and Common Me? I'm concerned with n***as havin' fake in common Though I'm leading I don't really know the path But the future can't be worse if you really know my past Begged to be understood anytime I showed the wrath But how could I expect third parties to know the half Like, when the temp rises, but you the candle wick Sorta like Kyle Williams out in Candlestick E'rybody shouldn't grab the hammer by the grip, sh**! Billy Cundiff couldn't handle the kick, sh** They say I changed since stardom Can't share the same success, we ain't share the same problems So, got big just to show ‘em what the gym does Nevermind shootin': they ain't show me where the gym was That's why I do a lot on spite So if you, look up to me you got ‘em at the wrong height I mean, I'm not a role model, I'm a piece of sh** A product of never being given a piece of sh** Breaking day got the grind of a trucker And my logic ain't designed to intertwine with you s**ers Loaded 9 is a buffer, but no time for you f**ers There'll be bodies in the sewers when my minds in the gutter Last night I had an epiphany Then wrote it in my rhyme book in calligraphy I see so many people looking for validity That's the wrong search if what's lost is dignity I certainly have grown since Mouse Chrome under the couch But I'll stomp his face to make it known what I'm about If he on what he spout Put my Nikes on his cheeks, now he foaming at the mouth! (Get it?) Reminded when I vent n***a God designed it's in the print Two memos for the spineless, one's repent Second j**el: even my kindness is a strength No beef, no malice, not at all I got no vendetta for y'all I mean I only want better for myself Sometimes I even want better for y'all, I swear There's no love in hip hop Irony, not even on Love and Hip Hop Spacious closets, Persian rugs Make sure I'm dressed at my best for the jerks that judge Had a talk with my ex and knew for certain I was bugged So I let the door slam feelin' worse then I was She said all I ever made her feel was hurt and disgust Which in turn hurt cause that was my version of love I Care! Clear, yeah, that you need better resolution It seems the chances, we agree, are forever ruined You talking bout how, I'm talkin' about execution You talking bout now, I'm talkin' about evolution But better days gotta come I'm a good amount of bad, right amount of so wrong And Heidi Klum left Seal, which only prove my point, sh** can only be ugly for so long Slaughterhouse founder, can't derail the captain Ain't enough n***as praying I fail for it to happen Cause on both side of the coin you'll get fed shells In unison, hollow heads from red tails I don't wanna see your weapon To keep me from what I'm destined Some'll see that as a blessin' And my dudes swear they'll keep me happily from harm So I do the leg work, they carry the arms Check it, shorty I had over Saturday Never act away, and squirted ‘til she oversaturate She go hard in the dark No chains, but see I'm gettin' it, even when the car is in park The hood is on some bullsh** So it ain't weird to see ‘em aiming at the pulpit Fates are empty, collection plate, spirit in ruins We used to a different type of communion When guns take the place of the choir, tie up the pastor If he scared can't believe what he say ‘bout the life after The stained gla** is bulletproof Sometimes a liar's mouth can be full of truth I done heard gospel from a sinner Told me to season my pride if that's dinner Said there's no human that walks without sin So we should probably call the gates make sure we allowed in