Club Church/Club Hell

[Produced by Khrysis] Part 1: Club Church [Verse 1] What if the club was a church, the DJ was the pastor Shots was communion, let's break bread Hands paying just to get in like they payin' they ties But you can't come as you are, the dress code kinda tight See the [?] in the dresses sweatin' out they weaves While they sweatin' out their stresses Niggas yellin' "preach!" when the hearin' all the verses 'specially the ones they love the most 2 Chainz came on and all the people caught the holy ghost Singin' like a choir we acquire all the things that we desire Let the chronic get the best of me like Mya Higher power, still raining like light showers This is sounds of blackness like a speaker up at Howard How that sound to ya? Listen while I paint a vision When shots rang out, we call it the Benediction Headed for the door they get saved like baptisms Asking for forgiveness cause it hurts, yo [Hook] This is Club Church, say that This is Club Church, say that I see a girl, I'm saying Good Lord, Hallelujah I'm saying Good Lord, Hallelujah [Verse 2] What if heaven was a club and God was the owner Peter was the bouncer, Jesus the promoter I'm in a long line that stretches way back There's a club called Hell, it's easy to get in and it stay back The man in front of me told me that it was hot Said he been there and back, and I'm guessin' that say a lot We getting' closer, closer, I'm hopin' I ain't too late Walking up a strawy, before I reach the pearly gates Good Lord, I made it to the front of the line I took a peek, these girls was angels man I swear they was fine I know, I know - I swear I'm tryna get this lust off my mind You think that God would probably mind if I see one last time? I hope He let it slide, it's just a sinny, sin, sin Between Norma D and [?] make it twin, twin, twin See, I was born again but I guess he ain't convinced Cause Peter looked at me and said my name ain't on the list, god damn [Hook] + [Interlude] (Bouncer/Peter) Nah, nah, my brother, you gotta get in the other line, man (Add-2) Yo, dawg, I'm on the list (P) Naw, your name ain't on the list man (A) You don't you know who I am? (P) Naw, man, you over there (A) Yo yo yo, I know Jesus dawg, I know Jesus, Jesus is my homie Hey! Yo, Jesus! Jesus! Hey it's me nigga! Get your hands off me man, don't touch me! Aight, I'll go. I be back though Don't make me come up and set this whole place I don't care if all you mufuckas wear white I don't care about your whiteboard, ok? Part 2: Club Hell Come take a trip, like you seen how I fell On the road of destruction, on the highway to hell N-n-n-now now we roll, rollin' in a Diablo Not now we pull up, pull up [?] like Chicago Standing out, everybody tryna fit in I'm standing out cause everybody wanna fit in Same days, True Religion and a fitted Walking through the door like it don't cost a thing to get in Who you see? Thugs, killas Straight laced millionaires, crooked politicians Been a thous' up in this bitch, don't forget the hoes Lawyers everywhere you go, and this white dude named [?] And that [?] turn you down and that liquor turn you up It so hot up in this club feel like I might be burnin' up And then Satan said "what up, you feelin' low I get you high" Go inside of Hell's kitchen get a slice of devil's pie We just party everyday sleeping with a Jezabel Ain't a heaven for a G, but I know that there's a hell And then Satan shared a secret, I don't know if you heard God don't send people to hell he just send 'em back to Earth