JUNGLE SCHOOL
Merky.M
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Feeling like mj But you can call me devil man I'm holding up 6 fingers Like I'm tryna hex man now Circle about with Irving And you know we got 6 rings Throwing up k's cos I'm killing this shit Merky.M and chase baby Come around my way baby Looking all brown and gorgeous Thick thighs this shit preposterous Yeah this shit is ments Got the keys that's word to tems We ain't grow up in the ends But still made friends in the trenches War with 4 classes And priests in the benches Sitting on top my human rights Want to talk about lessons Still my flame burns bright and high Like a star in the sky Still my flame burns bright and high Like a star in the sky Merky.M what you know bout pain Were you not there When I was going insane I was writing poems in 2017 That will give you aches I'm the first son of my pops So you know I'll stay one leaning Man try chat to me wrong And I'll leave him spinning We ain't grow up in the ends But still saw the maddest of men We ain't grow up in the ends But still made the maddest of friends We ain't grow up in the ends Man grew up in that jungle school And, if you moved you like a likkle bitch They'll take your food food They'll take your joy Then mumsi looks and asks like like Who is that boy? That ain't my boy We ain't grow up in the ends Man grew up in that jungle school And, if you moved you like a likkle bitch They'll take your food food They'll take your joy Then mumsi looks and asks like like Who is that boy? That ain't my boy I started this shit from grime 2am tryna write some lines Studying flows and listening to skepta Then it's wiley time Been my own man Even when I slept in the cold They don't make them like me Go to the store done broke the mold They ain't ready for Merky.M God knows Not a slugger But I will still throw some blows Get spun like a CD Don't be acting greezy God on my side so these niggas They can't see me They Stevie I wonder why I'm blinded by your grace Lord Ain't scared to die But I know it ain't my time This young nigga going to shine It ain't my time This young nigga going to shine I want bands that can't fit an IG post I've seen bands that'll make nigga Sell his soul F*ck your gangster talk Stack bread for your peoples Life ain't scripted Nah there ain't no sequels We ain't grow up ends Man grew up in that jungle school And if you moved you like a likkle bitch They'll take your food food They'll take your joy Then mumsi looks and asks like Who is that boy? That ain't my boy We ain't grow up ends Man grew up in that jungle school And if you moved you like a likkle bitch They'll take your food food They'll take your joy Then mumsi looks and asks like like Who is that boy? That ain't my boy
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