Jungle

Текст песни Lady Marga MC - Jungle

Boom
Uh

Got these rappers out here lyin' 'bout the truth
Even though his family black, thought
He was lyin' 'bout his roots (Uh)
And these two-faced gangsters out here lyin' 'bout a truce
If this the stairway to Heaven, leave 'em lyin' on the stoop
Tony Starks in his element, got iron in my group
Some people dyin', it's evident, I'm ironin' my suit
Y'all got gasoline draws and fire in your boots
I'm firin' squad fire, I say, "Fire," and they shoot
You slidin' on bald tires, just retire and regroup
If the troops are not inspired, my requirements recruit (Yeah)
To my environment's youth, I'm a general, salute
Y'all chasin' the clout chasers, that's a trivial pursuit
I'm the type to pay attention and recoup
And any payment from pagans who with Satan, I rebuke
I'm the proof that hit 'em like a fact you can't refute
Don't be a lion in the jungle or be lyin' in the booth (Uh)

I ain't lyin', it's a disaster
I go realer, these pitties are some piranhas
These man are monkeys, give 'em bananas
See, I'm an elephant man to these chihuahuas
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though

Uh, yeah, you know I'm bringin' it back
Like Nas, I'm a star and I'm bridgin' the gap
Who beat better than me? 'Cause I'm sick on the track
I make a beat complete like a kick and a clap
I tell 'em, "Who you know that be spittin' the facts?"
Bringin' flavor to your ear like I'm spittin' with MAC
Pen game, how many times I have 'em spinnin' it back?
But when we play a rhythm, they say, "We can't listen to that"
My track's on repeat, they know that I'm stackin' the heat
On tracks, I'm a beast, there ain't nothin' fat I release
My stats are increased, I'm better than a bag of MCs
So don't try stand up to me, get back on your knees
I batter MCs and shame them, know that my sound is amazin'
Flow's always gonna be changin', that's why I'm best in the game and
They're not the same and I'm not to be played with
I am off the chain, I'm a lion, you can't tame him

I ain't lyin', it's a disaster
I go realer, these pitties are some piranhas
These man are monkeys, give 'em bananas
See, I'm an elephant man to these chihuahuas
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though

Mumble bumble rappers talkin' shit, ain't on my level
So they get air, make them disappear from the scenes
I will crumble the dreams if they mess with the queen
Me, Marga, pull out the bat, balaclava
Me too hot, too deadly like lava
No gyal can test, bulletproof vest on me chest
Call me the don, people listen to my songs
From here to Dubai and your bitch is a sly
You don't want it with I
'Cause if you speak, you will lose some teeth
Gappy, you don't wanna slappy happy or your pappy
So mind how you chatty when you speak 'pon Marga
Bad gyal in the game, yeah, me got the saga
Me nah inna, nah inna no palaver
Fuck the drama, all bad mind gonna get their karma
Me too skillful on the mic like Eddie Farmer

I ain't lyin', it's a disaster
I go realer, these pitties are some piranhas
These man are monkeys, give 'em bananas
See, I'm an elephant man to these chihuahuas
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how these mumble rappers struggle with lines
But they don't hear me, though