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Joe Budden - No Church In The Wild lyrics
Uh-ooooh 
Uh-ooooh 
Can I talk my shit again? 
Just wonderin if I could talk my shit again 
I had to do it 
Couldn't blame me 
I had to 
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 niggas 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 whip 
Sorta like kyle williams out in candlestick 
Err'body shouldn't grab the hammer by the grip, shit! 
Billy cundiff couldn't handle the kick, shit 
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 shit 
A product of never being giving a piece of shit 
Breaking day got the grind of a trucker 
And my logic ain't designed to intertwine with you suckers 
Loaded 9 is a buffer, but no time for you fuckers 
There'll be bodies in the sewers when my minds in the gutter 
Last night I had an epiphany 
It 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, and I ain't foaming at the mouth! (get it?) 
Reminded when I vent 
Nigga god designed it, it's in the print Joe Budden - No Church In The Wild - http://motolyrics.com/joe-budden/no-church-in-the-wild-lyrics.html
Two memos for the spineless, ones repent 
Second jewel, leaving my kindness as a strength, nigga! 
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 who 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 year, 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 proves my point, shit can only be ugly for so long! 
Slaughterhouse founder, can't derail a captain 
Ain't enough niggas praying I feel 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, shawty I had over saturday 
Never act away, and squirt 'til she over saturate 
She go hard in the dark 
No chains, but see I'm getting' it, even when the cars in park, nigga! 
The hood is on some bullshit 
So it ain't weird to see 'em aiming at the pulpit 
Fates are empty collection place, spirit in ruins 
We used to a different type of communion 
But guns take the place of the choir, tie up the the pastor 
If he scared can't believe what he say 'bout the life after 
The stained glass is bullet proof 
Sometimes a liars 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 prob'ly call the gates make sure we allowed in 
Joey!








