Lyrics:
the whole block out, it’s underneath
I was born a lion in this jungle, & in this jungle you show no fear
Motivated by hustlers, the streets keep calling,
the whole block out, it’s underneath
Chorus:
I was born a lion in this jungle, & in this jungle you show no fear
Motivated by hustlers, the streets keep
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
We been out here gangsta, Gangsta Gri-zillz!
6 shit quality street music!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never 'bout
though, babe
You know i love you
And out there is a damn jungle
3 is that i eat too damn much junk food
I'd be fucking beautiful if i could just keep
My
by time and progress
Lending it a distinctive quality a
Modern city embracing technology
But somewhat overtaken by nature
Still trying to find
to he (He)
Preached many times life's not what it seems (Yah)
Gotta be real I'm talking so much G
If you love music I say agreed
Fucking on a chick
Know I been tired that shit come with game
Know I been grinding pockets full like they ate
Niggas been riding jungle chill with the apes
And I been
There'd be alot bruise and there's alot of goons
Three lions in the jungle got alot of goons
What you got with you, you got a lot of guns
We devine by
down yo' brain
(Tenth round!)
I could be surrounded by lions in the midst of the jungle
And still I'm a rumble young man rumble
Ladies
the jungle
I'll strike whenever I see you stumble
Strategic, ima be like my name is bumble
Opportunity hits, I never fumble I'm embracing the pain
I know I
Words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay
Some times when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
To Manzanillo
What
Call me touch lights, I got you fresh
This is daddy number one
Huh
Bad influence
Bad influence, he
I wanna make off a life
No be a little when
chomee´ black like we dey na cult
cnd this music thing dey na fo blood na who be the next in line
Uncle Cales
cll these rappers dem bantam fo beef until
Round trip, round trip
I'm surrounded by frowners and downers
I need an outlet
But with this music shit I've found it
Round trip
Round trip, round trip
and the full clips I'm sitting in a a booth full of pity damn I should have made a milli by now
The name is forgotten
But the music is sung. I will live my last
could see me hoppin' off jets
Cause I be high off these drugs, I can see me hoppin' off jets
Because my music like drugs, Ko, my slatt if shit get messy
I'm straight out the jungle 'cause I got it like that
Now this dude's on the loose, tiger strike back
I be the wild, no caring, stingy note sharing
Fuck
You ain't been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me when I took ya in
You wanted to be a fighter (yeah!)
You wanted
Maybach Music
Pray for the days when the failure was a phase
Or hate was the case but they tell you to your face
The top came down so I never
probably tell you that I'm Pure
Bet if I walk inside a jungle by myself I leave with fur
I'm at the bottom with them hungry motherfuckers in the street
Won't
Drive west on Sunset
To the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we're out of town
This is no one night stand
It's a real occasion
your Glock burst
They had the chains on, son, hit the lock first
We busted in, the cop jerked, Jungle popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the bitch by
what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with
Rapture
Believe that, hehe
Yea
I'm the leader of the new
New movement locked and loaded, black sheep music is the crew
We only fuck with few
I'm
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