Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jungle Brother , by - Jungle Brothers. Release date: 06.01.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jungle Brother |
| Cope the circumference |
| To get the duckets |
| When I touch this, deluxe this |
| NYC’s throughout my bloodstream |
| So when I steam |
| All I dream is cream |
| Wrap my seed in jewels |
| Stay a brother the all means |
| ACGO the weather |
| My crazy clique is too clever |
| You should know to come better |
| Cause we taking loss never |
| Post the notes of exotics |
| Take you back to the tropics |
| Cause you led on a tour by the three black prophets |
| WE ROCK THIS |
| SLap you wit the mo bat sound track-slap! |
| JBs is official back on the matt |
| Got the Mike G |
| Got the Sammy B |
| Got the A to the double to the B |
| Like Earth Wind and Fire |
| Never will retire |
| This time around, ya gonna call messiah |
| On the live wire bouncin like a rubber tire |
| Ninety seven |
| Gonna go to heaven and higher |
| We known throughout the jungle as the Jungle Brothers (x3) |
| The jungle the jungle the brothers the brothers |
| We represent the jungle |
| We represent the brothers |
| Coming at you live |
| Like New York Undercover |
| Lightweight styles |
| Will only get smothered |
| It be like that where I come from, my brother |
| Streets filled with heat |
| These blocks are hot seat |
| Ghetto warriors with skills to compete |
| Lift you off your feet |
| Paint you with the feet |
| Give you something new every time that we meet |
| I’m on the front pages |
| My microphone gauges |
| Blastin in your faces |
| Straight up jungle funk |
| Is what we use to lace this |
| We jungle we jungle we brothers we brothers |
| Brothers maintain |
| No joke with the focus |
| Pop up on your ass presto hocus pocus |
| Crush all that bogus |
| Put your style unnoticed |
| Believe what you heard cause you know that I want this |
| Flow over tracks like boats on water |
| Have ya walk the plank if ya get out of order |
| Gotcha, caughtcha sweeping up the street |
| Check out what I boughtcha — a batch of new beats |
| Excites your crowd at the Madison Square |
| Garden we keep ya head bobbin' |
| Make ya act retarded when ya see the JBs is on the set |
| You get more than what you bargained for |
| Your listening pleasure |
| So come out with that loot and buy my record at the store |
| The jungle, the brothers |
| The jungle, the jungle, the brothers, the brothers (x 11) |
| We jungle, we jungle, we brothers, we brothers |