No Church In the Wild ft. Frank Ocean – Watch The Throne – LYRICS IN DESC.

IF YOU WANT TO HEAR FUNNY PRANK CALLS SUBSCRIBE TO “TrollPrankCalls” www.youtube.com/TrollPrankCalls Lyrics: (Frank Ocean) 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 be- lieve in anything? / Will he make it out alive? / Alright alright / No church in the wild (JZ) Tears on the mausoleum floor / Blood stains the coli- seum doors / Lies on the lips of a priest / Thanksgiving disguised as a feast / Rolling in the Rolls Royce Corniche / Only the doctors got this / I’m hiding from police / Cocaine seats / All white like I got the whole thing bleached / Drug dealer chic / I’m wondering if a thug’s prayers reach / Is Pious pious cause God loves pious? / Socrates asked whose bias do yall seek / All for Plato, screech / I’m out here balling, I know yall hear my sneaks / Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy laid beats / Hova flow the Holy Ghost / Get the hell up out your seats / Preach (Frank Ocean) 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? / Will he make it out alive? / Alright alright / No church in the wild (The-Dream) I live by you, desire / I stand by you, walk through the fire / Your love is my scripture / Let me into your encryption (KW) Coke on her black skin make a stripe like a zebra / I call that jungle fever / You will not control the three-some / Just roll the weed up until I get me some / We formed a
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Frank Logsdon From the NASV to KJV

Are Modern Translations Trustworthy? Play List – www.youtube.com S. Franklin Logsdon (1907-1987) was a respected evangelical pastor and popular Bible conference speaker. He pastored Moody Memorial Church in Chicago (from 1950 to 1952). Prior to that he pastored Central Baptist Church in London, Ontario (from 1942-50). He also pastored churches in Holland, Michigan (Immanuel Baptist from 1952-57), and Eerie, Pennsylvania. He taught at London Bible Institute in Ontario, Canada. He preached at Bible conferences (such as Moody Founder’s Week) with well-known evangelists and pastors such as Billy Graham and Paul Smith of People’s Church in Toronto. In the 1950s Logsdon was invited by his businessman friend Franklin Dewey Lockman to prepare a feasibility study which led to the production of the New American Standard Version (NASV). He also helped interview some of the men who served as translators for this version. He wrote the Foreword which appears in the NASV. As we see in the following testimony, in the later years of his life Logsdon publicly renounced his association with the modern versions and stood unhesitatingly for the King James Bible. In a letter dated June 9, 1977, Logsdon wrote to Cecil Carter of Prince George, British Columbia, “When questions began to reach me [pertaining to the NASV], at first I was quite offended. However, in attempting to answer, I began to sense that something was not right about the NASV. Upon investigation, I wrote my very dear friend, Mr
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Kanye West & Jay Z (Ft. Frank Ocean) – No Church in the Wild

LYRICS: [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 All right, all right No church in the wild [Jay-Z] Tears on the mauseoleum floor Blood stains the coliseum doors Lies of the lips of a priest Thanksgiving disguised as a feast Rollin’ in the Rolls-Royce Corniche Only the doctors got this, I’m hidin’ from police Cocaine seats All white like I got the whole thing bleached Drug dealer chic I’m wonderin’ if a dove’s prayers reach It’s pious Pius, the god loves Pius Socrates asks, “Whose bias do y’all seek?” Or for Plato, the screech I’m out chere ballin’, I know you hear my sneaks Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, he lay beats Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats Preach 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 All right, all right No church in the wild Let me buy you Desire I stand by you Walk through the fire Your life Is my Scripture And I need it Through your encryption Yeah, yeah [Kanye West] 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 fuck nobody wit’out tellin’ me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real