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Life In The Jungle

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Life In The Jungle

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Live fast, die young in the jungle

How the fuck you still standing?

Gonna crumble if you tumble

That's how they want you

You can make it if you want to

Learn to live with your regrets when they come haunt you

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

Don't let me die

High school drop out, I was so young

Just so I could rap, damn I was so dumb

Met a coke head older bitch, I was so sprung

Popped pills, then put a lot of dope in our lungs

Damn, didn't mean to disappoint my mom

Hit a couple licks, then throw away the gun

Never doing time in the state, now we all fucked up

Damn, I should've been on my way to prom

Life of a young black teen

Not my kids where the fucking vaccine

Streets turn some niggas to a crack fiend

Had dreams you would hit the line, like rapp-ing

All my niggas so soft in heart

I was in the basement, tryna practice my art

Life is a beach with a ocean, with sharks

Don't let em smell blood, they'll tear you apart

Worst fear: I would turn to be nothin'

Least in my kids eyes I would mean somethin'

Paranoid like a motherfucker seen somethin'

That a scared nigga straight, motherfucker I ain't frontin'

Yes I'm king, young black teen

Throwed off from the bullshit that I've seen

Wait for my nightmare, I live my dreams

Still here bitch, ready for whatever life brings

Live fast, die young in the jungle

How the fuck you still standing?

Gonna crumble if you tumble

That's how they want you

You can make it if you want to

Learn to live with your regrets when they come haunt you

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

Don't let me die

Sorry y'all, but I was off that night

High as hell, I could've lost my life

What the fuck am I smoking?

What you put in that pipe?

That's pcp nah nigga that ain't right

Confronted my fears right by the moonlight

I was so geeked couldn't even move right

I was so scared, felt God that night

Bless you and me, achoo, gesundheit

Amazed how a nigga made it

Without land on the pavement, and locked in cages

We all go through phases

And roam through hell and hopes someone saves us

Came up from the east, lex, and gold teeth

Chevy's, old school capri's, running from the police

Some didn't make it like cochise

My homeboy died over old beef

Yeah, not salmonella

Rolled around that night looking for the killer

Came back home, boy get it together

What the fuck am I doin', boy chase somethin' better

Try a whole new angle

Levitate through the bullshit, chris angel

Must be touched by angels

Bro got a loose foot, gripping this angle

Life in the jungle

Live fast, die young in the jungle

How the fuck you still standing?

Gonna crumble if you tumble

That's how they want you

You can make it if you want to

Learn to live with your regrets when they come haunt you

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

It's life in the jungle

Aye, aye, aye

Don't let me die

Life in the jungle, we scrambling just to make it

Dr. Conrad murray niggas losin' they patients

Can't find a decent job with good wages he's on probation

Baby momma bitchin' 'bout paper, fuck he can't take it

Stress is kickin' in, and this pain and his heart is achin'

Don't wanna fuckin' lose it, his faith is slowing decayin'

Momma constantly prayin', hope the angels can save him

Poppa was never there, so these fuckin' animals raise him

No decent role models, these dope boys they craze him

Cops patrol the block with no empathy, they just gauge him

Same old cycle, we been through this shit for ages

We question the presence of God, shit is just never changin'

In the jungle

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