Текст песни C-Murder - Like a Jungle, слова песни C-Murder

Текст песни C-Murder - Like a Jungle

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I`m here to let the whole world know I`m hard to control.You can`t conquer my soul.Bossalinie, a living legend.With physical evidence of a world full of curroption and greed.ChorusIt`s like a jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under, I keep from going under x2Random deaths on the block, young nigga packin glocksPicture me a TRU nigga, visualizing fools dying quickerMurder murder`s in the heart of every killerTake a look into his eyes, it`s evidence of a homocideLife`s get tooken faster then the egg leave the wombConsider me in danger cause I know I`m dying soonTwenty five years incarceration if I pull itBring the yellow tape, niggas can`t overcome my bulletWent to jail tryin to get paid, still on my rampageJump behind some bushes, dodging cops, another close shaveI`m bumpin heads with the reaper on a daily basisCan`t sleep with nightmares of dead facesFuck the man in the mirror, I don`t trust himCheck his weapon, he`s ashamed, got his boy blood on a muzzleThat`s why I turn my head and leave him lonelyHe phony, he got the whole hood waitin on his ceremonyChorus x2I take a deep breath as I blaze this weed mixed with hashesAnd trippin how the Outlawz smoked Tupac ashesMy nigga Bad Azz laid it downHe told me "C, real niggas goin always be around"Livin in the minds and the hearts of the lost soulsAnd much love to the motherfuckin outlawsBack stage choppin game with Sean Dogg and Snoop DoggAnd to my thugs in the grave, we miss yallI give a toast to you soldiers, you ain`t die for nothinI read the Bible, it said every death mean somethinAnd TRU niggas make the world go roundPick up the black history book and can`t seem to put it downBlack leaders gettin struck down at they peakOpen your eyes, that unliberated shit is weakAnd throw em up if you a soldier, I told yaWe goin burn this bitch down cause these holocaust days is overChorus x4It`s like a jungle out there baby.>From the motherfuckin streets to the motherfuckin top of the world.Shit ain`t goin change boy.You got the eye on you, even open the eyes is worse for your life.You need to maintain ya know what I`m sayin so keep it real.And to all my thugs in the grave we miss yall.I blow a kiss.I give a toast to the niggas I miss the most.My thug niggas, my real niggas, huh.Black leaders, keep doin what your doin.Nigga P, keep doin what your doin nigga.And you know me.I`m a keep being a mouthpiece for the hood.For the ghetto nigga.Till I`m dead and gone.Until then, I`m a smoke weed, get high, pour out some liquor.Huh, for the real niggas, you know.Keep it real cause uhh, I told yall.Huh, it`s like a jungle out chea nigga.And ya know.It`s like a motherfuckin jungle.Nigga, huh, keep it real, pack that steel.Peace.

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Like a Jungle

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