Lyrics

[Hook: Sevin] Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives [Verse 1: Sevin] I swing through west side with the Word in the juke Top down, blow the brain out the ride yup, murder the coup We turn it up 'til we burnin' the soup Just me and my dawgs, turnin' hooch The whole squad brindle, MOB symbol on the back of the jeans And the faculty in back of me is actually kings Apply pressure 'til they crack at the seams They say the gift's grimy, well at least the package is clean He gave the law but I disobeyed it By His grace reconnected, I was dislocated Thank God that a nigga made it I am the devil's problem, I am forever mobbin', figure eight it The enemy be putting a lot of energy into bringing an end to me But it ends up being vain, they must be mentally insane I rep the Trinity, before they finish me The industry is gon' remember Jesus' name [Hook: Sevin] Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives [Verse 2: Faith Pettis] You can find me on that blacktop, hoodie on, black socks Where they push that crack rock and always keep a fat Glock I ain't scared, it's the streets that I'm charged with They be hurtin' and them streets is where the scars sit I'm whipping the coke, you broke, you pushing assault Now I keep my schedule wrapped up pushing this hope To the people that's broke, mentally and physically low Looking for mo', devil try to block, I kick in the door Reaching for souls, real faith got us stretching these loans To keep us straight like the starch in your clothes It's the MOB, hardened solder, we ain't made to fold We the clay, He's the potter, Jesus made the mold to save our souls We on the road, Jesus stay in the jungle, better check the scrolls We on the same narrow path the disciples rode They had church in the wild if you didn't know It's the MOB Hooked On God if you didn't know [Hook: Sevin] Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the mamas fly Church in the jungle, pray for my hood We bring the good news where it isn't good Revival in the land of the homicide I keep my Bible in my hand where the drama thrives