No Church In The Wild de Rita Ora

Human being to the 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

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 f-ck 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
Wait a minute...

I live by you
Desire
I stand by you
Walk through the fire
Your love is my scripture
Let me into your encryption

Human being to the 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
No church in the wild
No church in the wild
No church in the wild