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It's like a sometimes it makes me wonder
How I from going under
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I from going under

Broken everywhere
pissing on the stairs, you know they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I take the noise no more
Got no to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, cockroaches in the
in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I get far
'Cause a man with a repossessed my car

Don't push me cause I'm to the edge
I'm trying not to my head, ah huh-huh-huh
and 5th: ah huh-huh-huh]
[4th: say
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep from under
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep going under

Standing on the front stoop, out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the blow
lady livin' in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she to be a fag-hag
she danced the tango, skipped the light fandango
The Zircon Princess to lost her senses
Down at the peepshow, watching all the
So she can the stories to the girls back home
She to the city and got So-So-So Ditty
She had to get a pimp, she make it on her own

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My brother's doing bad my mother's TV
Says she too much, its just not healthy
All My in the daytime, Dallas at night
Can't see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill that ring my phone
And scare my wife I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit
Can't the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong on my back
Can't stop to around, broke my sacroiliac
A migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I hijack a plane

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My son said: Daddy, I don't wanna go to
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think be cheaper
If I just got a job, to be a street sweeper
Id to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run the creeps
it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of and honey"
They pushed that girl in of the train
Took her to the doctor, her arm on again
Stabbed that man in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy dark
my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, broke my glass jaw
Hear them say: You some more?" livin' on a seesaw

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A child is with no state of mind
to the ways of mankind
God is on you but he's frowning too
Because only God what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, living rate
And your eyes will sing a song of hate
The places you and where you stay
Looks like one big alley way
You'll admire all the book takers
Thugs, pimps, and the big money makers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and
And you wanna grow up to be just them, huh,
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars,
Pickpockets, peddlers even
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you wind up out of high school
Now unemployed, all non-void
Walking round like Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned kid, look what youve done did
Got sent up for a eight bid
Now your is took and you're a Maytag
Spent the next two years as a fag
used and abused and served like hell
'Til one day you was found hung dead in cell
It was plain to see your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung and forth
But now your eyes the sad, sad song
Of how you so fast and died so young

So don't push me I'm close to the edge, I'm trying not to lose my head, it's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
[5th