Jungle

I said it's dark up in this cave with little to no space This cups filled to the max with little to no chase Drunk, wondering through the ends on the map Passed the flats where it all began Where I learned to be a man Where I see certain bruddas up in the can It's mad, you don't know who's watching from their flat Not every cat meows that ones got a radio in his bag He ain't getting served he's serving you a tag Weary, I stay eyes wide tho my eyes teary Putting things into perspective clearly I'm praying you hear me To lie would be to say there's dryness in these eyes But I've shed some tears for my life because at times I'm terrified The man in the mirror he's gotta make perfect decisions Because repercussions bite these Ls gave me wisdom I can't call them lessons I call them cursed blessings Worst message you can read is your past creeping up on you When you do what you have to do, did what you thought was true Now the clouds grey all you want is some sunny blue Mowgli and balloo, bear witness to this jungle called London I'll write forever pray I make it to 100 Autumn spring winter or summer This is seasonal smoke I'll be clearer than most Timings on my side like I'm stepping in a clock coat Stop and go, rethink and attack JC's the name just dropped the AK like I sprayed at man Sky your head with the four lucky number seven Sky your head with these bars in any type of session Drench them and bench them pack them and send them Hedge them with benson Cali and menthol Stick to the tempo off beat but on Jealousy is evident it'll do you wrong Critics on my songs, like where's the melody and auto tune? I say they've been fed a spoon, sheep society it's nothing new Catch something fresh and they're baffled You point a finger at this generation then they're rattled JC's an old soul with a whole load of magic I flow too nice it's like my easiest habit Mics my best friend I'll forever grip on the gadget Jungle