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Yeah you believe you're the king of the jungle
You got the t-shirt, do you know how the song goes
You're looking good but the fact is you're lazy

Lord have mercy, please forgive 'em, gone

Young Del God is handsome
Your girl, she's on ransom
She don't wanna come back
Cause you don't make her

after subway trains

Well, Lord, Lord, Miss Sally, why all your cryin'?
Been around here three long days lookin' like you’re dying
Go step yourself

to the son
But I'm blinded by the glare
Lord gone and make it clear
Blessings flowing through the air
Know that I am on a mission
To find the truth in the dare

you're used to
But eating that apples bad

And we can't dream the future
But we live day by day
A jungle in the heavens
Chariots on the way
On the way
Yea

and faster things
Well, Lord, Lord, Miss Sally, why all your cryin'?
Been around here three long days, lookin' like we're dyin'
Go step yourself outside,

you never get by
I be thinking like why do these niggas be dying
I don't question the Lord I just wait on my time
Don't let figures define you I'm tryna

Rock and Roll
Like they know
We gone run with the team
If anybody try to stop us
Up parol we don't leave
Talk about it
We can skill about it
Post it by

I think it's crazy, when the people round you
They start to envy, devil bring jealousy
Lord please just save me
Was rocking name brands, but life not

Hallow
We been setting trends
These Niggas gone follow
Big bank take lil bank nigga
I be on Chester
That's just Everyday
I'm from the jungle
Been feasting

Bnb

Starlito

Step Brothers Three

2017

thugging
Got some bad habits I ain't proud of
Used to sipping syrup I ain't feel nothing
Ready to kill you if I spill some
Distracted by these hoes, need

with everything in account (Uhh)
Ohh Noo
Ohh Noo
Ohh Lord
Ohh Lord
This that shit make ya head bang
I'm going overboard
I'm winning now
You can tell by

Respiration

Common

Black Star

1998

gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin' to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they bust strong
Tried to call,

Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head

as drawings
Was it worth it for you to be king when the thrill is gone

CHORUS X2


‘21 Grams’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson

VERSE 1

I wonder what

on the hillsides, destroyed what they'd never win
Maneuvers led by dead presidents drenched in the seven deadly sins

Will the circle be unbroken, bye and bye Lord

i'm dead and gone
Breathing out life into the jungle moss
That will always be a yearning for that soft rainfall

And what did you hear my brown eyed son

gone see...

That I'm blessed and favored like HE said I am 
I got The Lord in my heart that's the upper hand
And I moving mountains cause HE said I can

of the hill
We're going to get there, come on, come on
Skinny dip, skinny dip, skinny dip
Skinny dip skinny dipping around the scene
Way down by the river

we rumble out here) You want forgiveness, pray to the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword
(It's a jungle out here) Kick down your door,

quick
You can't see but I wish you could see
So I'm slowing the beat for you niggas
Cutting by punching
My jab is a weapon
I'm moving too quick
So I see

Tom Joad

Patrick Street

No. 2 Patrick Street

1988

that his family they were gone, 
He found that his family they was gone.

He found his mother's old fashion shoe, 
Found his daddy's hat.
And he

Love's gone, i feels better now (I feels better now)
All emotions I'm kicking out
M.A.D era ain't losing out
She ditched me for a better man
Am better

Respiration

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listening to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call,