[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]