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Concrete Jungle Lyrics - Artist : Wu-Tang Clan
[Prodigal Sunn:]
Ladies and gentlemen: Sunz of Man Uh, Jungle of Concrete Yo, yo In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the beast Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the beast Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat [Timbo King:] Yo, we come from starving days, running up in Dr. Js Rock away, so the mega trades, digging, pocking days Yo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmed Army suits snatched and Timbs You'se a friend, snatch a gem [Prodigal Sunn:] I spent a lifetime of doing crime, hustling dimes, guzzling wine Smuggling wives, one of a kind Under the sunshine, moving as one mind, the genuine Star child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wild When I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweet I gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolish beats Collecting sheets, war with beast, Islamic warrior Living the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of America Swell competitors, explicit lyrics from the editor Realistic predator, the rhyme writer, climb heights Rhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight On the mic device, my crew get nice, shoot dice Doing calisthenics, young diplomatics with automatics Stay Asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his attic You don't want no static, I make you carrots for the rabbits In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the beast Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat [Hell Razah:] We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers front Yo, take that, you ain't going get it laid back Best record what I say, ain't no time to playback That's right platinum hits, yo, before the age at Gather millions, a cappella in the streets, today crack Fuck opinions, I'm hitting to the nights ending A new beginning, taking over men and women Thoughts used for sinning, neighborhood no grinning Thug religions, expeditions, starting for a mil Stick the student for his intuition Beyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledge Off the tree of life, while seek wallets Credit cards, some trust for their gods In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed Price is on the food and the Earth's precious jewels Ain't the golden rules from the golden black jewels Stepping out the furnace, only run with fast learners Burn cash and we stash burners We be the underground childs, mainstream now Sort of like Apocalypse, blaow, blaow Take what you own, must return to your home Claim back your throne, we're on a higher zone Black Lazarus, plus we're not having it Pass the diamonds on the wrist, we're on some take the earth shit Demolish every tool, that y'all niggas work with The barcode' bio-chip clicks, we short-circuit [62nd Assassin:] Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle ? I'm living through, your crew on the subject The loot, I'm new improved Plus my time piece is bullet-proof I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain You be the blood and I be the draining on Forgot to burn your proper on, with the tombstone Written, founded dead on this spot You emerging, believe I'm the surgeon Rhymes leave your brain on all right, double scenes Back hand, slap you, clap thoughts, like evil raps Play that, what it slap right back You was seen, soak the zeen Self esteem, so common, even suckers die Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator The devil and the sword bring death, feed Jamaica Rain or hurricane, step on my house Into the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramid Nothing but various parts of the house that Jack built The little house on the prairie, I huff and I puff And I blow your brain to a seizure Before you step to me, you should of called off Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke I cancer smoke, I reply, "Your brain and told" I live for my TEC-9, Uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhyme Better believe, sleeves, I buck you chicken Make you love us, my mic around your neck to bug it In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the beast Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the weak Ain't nothing sweet, we gotta eat |
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