Lyrics:
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just
That surpasses human minds and understanding
Receive peace
Receive joy
Receive LOVE
Receive all I commanded you to be for you it's who you are
My Beloved
young ladies just drop their drawers
and when they drop em, I don't kick em, check it
Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!"
From that
stoked to have it be more than a year. The jungle is a magical place full of wondrous things that you can’t replace. For example, we have that fucking
me (yup)
This one them ones for me (whew, whew)
This one them ones for me
You was a ho in high school, you used to run from me
I went to school
come at Neo, those are
Opinions, that’s perception
That’s tradition attacking people
From every which
Angle possible if you have a
Focus wide and master
the backseat
Took that nightmare left turn to get out of town
Ran into the decreasing speed limits again
What should I do? (Eat breakfast)
What should I
the backseat
Took that nightmare left turn to get out of town
Ran into the decreasing speed limits again
What should I do? (Eat breakfast)
What should I
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
mother lied, sound familiar?
It's the fucking Lion King
You stole from a Disney movie, you androgynous douche, what's next
The story of a French king
worth the toll
Clarkies, Clarkies, what a chaotic blend
Of late-night study sessions that never quite end
We stumble through exams, fueled by caffeine's
a bundle of this
For the jungle lists, jump to this
Kris from that Bronx, New York
You best a-walk or get bucked like a pork
Rewind, stop whining I'm
Yea?????
Nowhere to go?No place to go...
I?m real screwed up, my eyes are sore from smoking all that shit?
No place to go?
Bottomless heart, so big
are like this cause they can’t
Tell good from evil
But I have seen the beauty of good
And the ugliness of evil
And have recognized that the wrongdoer
there for you! I wanna be there!
Why do we gotta, tell each other how to live
The only prisons that exist are ones
We put each other in
Why do we gotta
Waiting for you
I need a two-seated Benz
Moving fast ya I book it
This just the hooptie my friend
You can tell by the smell
I need the clock just to stop
it like Psalms
Booty is stanking go pass them some Tums
Sipping that rum you know they som bums
Draco in the back because we come from the slums
Too
he the reason
Yea this truth so I peep what they speaking on
Say they getting bread but I wonder what they eating on
Got mines from the book so what
ways
That you frequently, secretly are givin' me
But I guess that's now what beefin' means
Just like a story book from a folktale
You hoes still can't
And be an influence to
Those that are watching you
I said aside from the mumbles
Play it hard and dont fumble
We all play a part in
The heart of the jungle
all bottled and corked
Except for those who live in the heart
Of the beast that's been killing them from the start
And as I'm waiting for the train
there stopped to think
What our lives might be like today
If Karl Marx was as good a salesman
As Walt Disney
The bacon brought
You home to cook
you calling
From that cell up in jail?
I don't have any friends and my pockets they can tell
So what's a friend?
See me
I don't got it
Friends snitched
dresser
I bring pressure
Im a work of art
Book and street smart
My pain became art
I rose out the dark
Make Haters eat remarks
Raised by the greatest
This
Discuss these thats what friends are for from the jungle book by disney Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In