Luyện nghe bài hát The Jungle

Southside, you we living in the jungle
Brook'nam, you know we living in the

See them gorillas there in the park, them my niggas
After dark we get up and pull triggers
You gotta speak orangutang or pull capers
The cops are the cheetahs and the are the skyscrapers
See in the jungle we often rumble for
Some of us just stumble high off the booze, shoot
You get shot,
Play humble like last year when the cheetahs tried to catch my
you come through, you could get bumped too
If you don't got at least 4 to 5 gorillas you
The tree hit 'em shocked and amazed
41 hot, take you out in the blaze
And if not, ship your ass to the Bronx in a cage
Into the island where you spend your counting the days
But still agriculturally, it's kind of ill, we blow
They make a killing and new lands in the jungle

Shaolin, you we living in the jungle
Chi-town, you we living in the jungle
Westside, you know we living in the

I tell chimpanzees who be carrying tools
You don't wanna invest life in a cess pool
distributin', breaking the rules
You need to take your monkey ass off to
And learn Botswana, Sudan and Ghana
Mozambique and of pride and honor
I understand sometimes we all fenced in
But utilize mind to define dimensions
Just then I lost the little attention
As he stared into the distance on squinting at a
Beautiful gazelle that was in the grass with
Muscular legs and a ass
But in the least scenario I did try to tell him
Hit him some signs that was a little compelling
Little Gibbon on a mission, not unlike
What you was some felons, crimes and drug selling in the jungle

Yo, Ghana, you we living in the jungle
Cape Town, you know we in the jungle
Jo-burg, you know we living in the

I'm talking episodes off that Epinephrine
That Albuterol and them prescribed medicines
A zombie in insomnia the Amphetamines
My moms had me smoking from the Netherlands at age 13
Broke apart the scene, a lot of moist weed was sticky and green
See in the 80's it was wine-coolers and
The of life cracked David Dinkins and toolies
Mike Jackson, kick me, me, Jew me
Now all the white chicks in the got booties
He rap by popular
And a nigga on some Toucan Sam shit
You not Florida A&M, you not fam,
That be (Marco), that's my man
My will isolate with one hand
The triceps do reps and dip sets, but not Cam
Scandal, governers bust, got
Power to the people unite with one
I used to write about eggs and ham
'Til I found out the Food and Adminstration was a scam
Now we vegetables, brown, forget the white rice
My is all I have, studying zeitgeist
Lyrics now and again, sing like the Chi-Lites
It's my right to use my power to my light
To function, you the function
Yo, Pharoahe Monch, what's your motherfucking
I go to for queens, I eat organic in Brooklyn
Swing on a vine the swine and keep 'em shook
And take the through the tunnels
Through the Mecca where the piranha try to ball and style on the
You I keep it on the low like an iguana
When the monikers leave the crib without the llama in the