tai Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga, I be spiked out, I can trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I am most definitely from In New York, concrete jungle
way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For money, power, respect, get it by any means A New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a
of hope When my back's against the ropes I can feel it mm.. I'm the worlds greatest I am a giant, I am an eagle, oh I am a lion, down in the jungle I
our lives Thrust out for all eyes to cast upon us to see who can last the longest And he who lasts the longest, must be the strongest In this concrete jungle
for the Red, White and Blue He was nineteen and green with a new M-16 Just doin' what he had to do He was dropped in the jungle Where the choppers would
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking King of my jungle, just a gangster stalking Living life like a firecracker, quick is my fuse Then dead as
will open up two bucks and then drill you Jump off my wheel and then the mailman will kill you Eating all that, the Almighty One to heal you And meet me in a jungle
Hell's Half Acre Shakin' with fever Rumble in the jungle Down on Hell's Half Acre Down on Hell's Half Acre Walking on fire We got trouble in the wasteland
ashphalt jungle He carries his cross of passion Through the wreckage and the rumble Chorus: In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley In those proud shoes, walks
backs against the ropes I can feel it I'm the world's greatest I am a giant I am an eagle, oh I am a lion Down in the jungle I am a marchin' band I am
stories are magical, meant to be sung Songs from the mouth of the river when the world was young And all of these spirit voices rule the night By moon we walk
Yeah, ay yo jungle, ay yo wiz Come on man, let's do this It's a braveheart party y'all, c'mon Throw your hands up 'cuz we wanna dance Don't be afraid
Dre So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way Just study your tape of NWA One day I was walkin
I snap my fingers When I walk the line When I get my money I'll be killin' time Time is killin' something It's just too small to care Runnin' through the jungle
They wanna live my life They wanna walk in my shoes They have no idea All my life I've always been told You gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so
like me Rider like me [Styles P:] Listen ma, I'm far from a pimp But we can do the thang cause the car got tints My love's like a jungle, hop around
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony (Pusha T) One hundred keys One hundred please My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze Walk the mud jungle
