Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life In The Jungle, artist - Jarren Benton. Album song My Grandmas Basement, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Funk Volume
Song language: English
Life In The Jungle |
Live fast, die young in the jungle |
How the fuck you still standing? |
When the ground beneath you crumbles |
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, 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, trynna' 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 |