JUNGLE

Back to the jungle Back to the bullshit Back to the hustle I climb bove you Tactical full clip Back to the true shit I can't undo All the things coming to Addicted to the wicked shit Going up Need no lift For the fiends coming too Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right More passion than a crack addict Ha Everything I want Ima get it Like a government with tax collections Been asking reverends to spare a second Time cost money they sent me on my journey Handed me off the offertory I turn to my dealer and started snorting Got the pen in my hand and I start exploring Moving with the crew I'm bopping with the fiends Fuck you mean? This a place you can't evade until the dice roll a five or eight This where you hustle through your own violent ways Strong heart in my city empire state Missed the art in the EP go back and check again All the homies leave strangled by the fake Breathers keep forgetting I'm not trying to hang This that new script Different type of page Reload my clip you still trying to aim Bitch Burning my bridges with this shit You go where monster is hidden Back in the closet Nah I'm just being honest You don't fit in my conquest it's.. Back to the jungle Back to the bullshit Back to the hustle I climb bove you Tactical full clip Back to the true shit I can't undo All the things coming to Addicted to the wicked shit Going up Need no lift For the fiends coming too Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right Back to the jungle We gone cash this mind Daym right, Daym right Time passes Street lamps it's 3am bout to reap havoc These dreams I see that I'm having Could draw a picture of 3 patterns Introduction to self seems crashing False image in the mind draws passion I colour outside the line for practice the kind of art that'll show you true magic Painting a picture in infinite time Definitive traces of cynical minds Too negative won't ever collide Cold weather what leaks out the lines Mastering penmanship Drawing myself a perfectionist And I'm not even next Just in line for the pay check So I ain't paid less when I pay tax Give it to the homies for the pay back No printers homie just straight facts (Facts) No labels on me just home brand (Brands) Now this is the bullshit that got me back into it Feeling the music, the only way to do it. Back to the jungle Doing my own dance Yeah, back to the jungle bitch yeah.