Ladies and gentlemen, Sunz of Man   Uhh, Jungle of Concrete   Yo, yo      In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the wees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat   In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat      In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the bees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat   In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat      Yo, we come from starvin' days, runnin' up in Dr. J's   Rock away, so the mega trades, diggin', pockin' days   Yo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmed   Army suits snatched and Timbs, you's a friend, snatch a gem      I spent a lifetime of doin' crime, hustlin' dimes, guzzlin' wine   Smugglin' wives, one of a kind   Under the sunshine, movin' as one mind, the genuine   Star child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wild      When I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweet   I gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolish beats   Collectin' sheets, war with beast, Islamic warrior   Livin' the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of America      Swell competors, explicit lyrics from the editor   Realistic predator, the rhyme writer, climb heights   Rhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight   On the mic device, my crew get nice, we shoot dice      Doin' callistetics, young diplomatics with automatics   The Asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his attic   You don't want no static   I make you carriage for the rabbits      In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the wee   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat   In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the bees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat      We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers front   Yo, take that, you ain't goin' get it laid back   Best record what I say, ain't no time to playback   That's right platinum hits, yo, before the age at      Gather millions, acapella in the streets, today crack   Fuck opinions, I'm hittin' to the nights endin'   A new beginin', takin' over men and women   Thoughts used for sinnin', neighborhood no grinin'      Thug religions, expeditions, startin' for a mil   Stick the student for his intuition   Beyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledge   Off the tree of life, while seek wallets      Money ain't, credit cards, some trust for their Gods   In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed   Price is on the food and the earth's precious jewels   Ain't the golden rules from the golden black jewels      Steppin' out the furnace, only run with fast learners   Burn cash and we stash burners   We be the underground childs, mainstream now   Sort of like Apocalypse, bloaw, blaow      Take what you own, must return to your home   Claim back your throne, we're on a higher zone   Black Lazurus, plus we're not havin' it   Pass the diamonds on the wrist      We're on some take the earth shit   Demolish every tool, that y'all niggaz work with   The barcode, bio chips be short circuited      Here in' this jungle, jungle, jungle boogie   I'm livin' through, your crew on the subject   The loot, I'm new improved   Plus my time piece is bullet proof      I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain   You be the blood and I be the drainin' on   Forgot to burn your proper on, with the tool stone   Written, founded dead on this spot      You emergin', believe I'm the surgeon   Rhymes leave your brain on all right, double scenes   Back hand, slap you, clap important thoughts   [Incomprehensible], what it slap right back, back      You was seen, soak the zeen   Self esteem, so common, even suckers die   Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator   The devil and the sword bring death, feed Jamaica      Rain or hurricane, step on my house   Into the house on severe pain', strong like a pyramid   Nothin' but various parts of the house that Jack built   The little house on the praire, I huff and I puff      And I blow your brain to a seisure   Before you step to me, you should of called off   Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke   I cancer smoke, I reply, "Your brain' and told"      I live for my tech 9, Uzi, grenade, all 'cause of one rhyme   You better believe, sleeves, I buck you chicken   Make you love us, I grab your mic [Incomprehensible]   Around your neck to bug it      In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the wee   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat   In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wee   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat      In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the bees   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat   In the jungle, yeah, we rumble with the wee   Ain't nothin' sweet, we gotta eat