People go ask where ya from boy
Try to give ya hard time, try to fuck with your mind nigga run boy
But you make no sound, stand your ground and look him in the eyes
Say, I don't come here for trouble, but give me a reason and there is gonna be rumble
In the jungle
Motherfucker no problem, bring ya friends and ya family and I'm gonna fuck 'em
Die, die, die! Cause you shouldn't have fucked with me
I say die, die, die! Cause you shouldn't just let me be
I told ya, I told ya, I told ya
Let's get ready, to rumble in the jungle!
People go ask where ya from boy
Try to give ya hard time, try to fuck with your mind
People go ask where ya from boy
Try to give ya hard time, try to fuck with your mind
Die, die, die! Don't fuck with me
Die, die, die! Cause you shouldn't just let me be
I told ya!
Let's get ready, to rumble in the jungle!
Let's get ready, to rumble in the jungle!
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