Jungle Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
These fuckers brought the anger back
I'mma Channel the inner animal to hang with cats
Bang the rap, with the snare and claps
On that jungle shit fam that'll tear the wax
This is for my outcasts, those about bars
Those with more flows than hoes without bras
Give a fuck about your modis operandi
Uh, stay raw as your bare bones
The last straw used to fatten up my scarecrow
Hey Prim, Where the fuck'd his hair go?
It's there bro, just been hidden in the mainframe
Driven by decisions and envisioned in the same way
Needless to say, my only teacher is pain
Watch it leak on the page, set your speakers ablaze
This the type of combination turning ether to flames
Anything that will stop the voices speaking my name
Holy cow They really tryna hold me down
They sold me out, but I'm just not buying it How you gonna alter the beast
When you oppose the same culture that holds your beliefs?
I put it up with my peeps in Rah
Split a second for the record baby beats and bars
I always find the drama when I need the calm
I'll spit the whole damn truth, except the secret parts
Purse your lips, put your money where your mouth is
It's worth a bit, but the money isn't countess
They only take the piss when they really aren't about shit
And they really aren't about shit
Bounce kid got bars in the arsenal
I'm firing lyrical darts
At The heart of the Carnival
Gotta push for the fans, the fans are hard to pull
Cause the labels only want the brands that are marketable
1st and foremost, my words are raw dope
Been cutting through the jungle with my crew of like 4 goats
They all about that life, well I heard they snort coke
I'll take a stab at it, even if my swords broke
So move off, ya loose socks on ya boom box
Talking who haa, who blah and who's hot
Well you not, let me save you the time
Don't waste your mental energy trying to play with my mind
Major in grind, a diploma in speech
It's like the music is my only release
Sometimes I die a death of a thousand cuts
And resurrect with a new found sound of love
I give it my all, my lyrics are inner thoughts
The bigger the twisted image, the bigger the crystal ball
Myraid of inner mirrors, appear residual force
When it drops to the ground, dismount the fuckin horse