King of the Jungle
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β±οΈ 1:26 duration
π ID: 5746708
π Lyrics
(BandPβ)
(Drvmlord)
Frozone (aim on my neck, made it)
So Icy (let the band play)
Let's go
This rappin' β easy for me like a poem
I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where you step in this bβ 'cause I'm armed
Remember they doubted, I break the β out from my neck all way down to my palm
I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nβ shine like the sun
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb
I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan
I do this s- for my mama, the struggle and hustle, thank God he got me out of the slums
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don
Chasin' money like I'm on the run
If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond
Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants
Couple days later, her hands in my garments
Save the money in case it get stormy
F- off a lot, I admit, but I'm growin'
Different shows state to state like I'm tourin'
They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced
Never fell off, they ask - what I'm doin'
Just stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin'
Thank God he got me out of the slums
Bβ, Big Grim Reaper Gang
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don (Frozone)
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
(Drvmlord)
Frozone (aim on my neck, made it)
So Icy (let the band play)
Let's go
This rappin' β easy for me like a poem
I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where you step in this bβ 'cause I'm armed
Remember they doubted, I break the β out from my neck all way down to my palm
I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nβ shine like the sun
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb
I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan
I do this s- for my mama, the struggle and hustle, thank God he got me out of the slums
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don
Chasin' money like I'm on the run
If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond
Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants
Couple days later, her hands in my garments
Save the money in case it get stormy
F- off a lot, I admit, but I'm growin'
Different shows state to state like I'm tourin'
They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced
Never fell off, they ask - what I'm doin'
Just stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin'
Thank God he got me out of the slums
Bβ, Big Grim Reaper Gang
Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don (Frozone)
King of the jungle, I need every crumb
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.06] (BandPβ)
[00:10.18] (Drvmlord)
[00:11.66] Frozone (aim on my neck, made it)
[00:13.79] So Icy (let the band play)
[00:15.27] Let's go
[00:16.35] This rappin' β easy for me like a poem
[00:18.68] I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where you step in this bβ 'cause I'm armed
[00:22.74] Remember they doubted, I break the β out from my neck all way down to my palm
[00:26.92] I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nβ shine like the sun
[00:30.72] King of the jungle, I need every crumb
[00:32.68] Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb
[00:34.58] I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan
[00:36.84] I do this s- for my mama, the struggle and hustle, thank God he got me out of the slums
[00:40.96] Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
[00:42.65] Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don
[00:44.84] Chasin' money like I'm on the run
[00:46.70] If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond
[00:48.96] Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants
[00:50.81] Couple days later, her hands in my garments
[00:53.07] Save the money in case it get stormy
[00:54.93] F- off a lot, I admit, but I'm growin'
[00:57.18] Different shows state to state like I'm tourin'
[00:59.01] They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced
[01:01.14] Never fell off, they ask - what I'm doin'
[01:02.92] Just stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin'
[01:07.21] Thank God he got me out of the slums
[01:10.56] Bβ, Big Grim Reaper Gang
[01:13.16] Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
[01:14.85] Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don (Frozone)
[01:18.91] King of the jungle, I need every crumb
[01:22.17]
[00:10.18] (Drvmlord)
[00:11.66] Frozone (aim on my neck, made it)
[00:13.79] So Icy (let the band play)
[00:15.27] Let's go
[00:16.35] This rappin' β easy for me like a poem
[00:18.68] I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where you step in this bβ 'cause I'm armed
[00:22.74] Remember they doubted, I break the β out from my neck all way down to my palm
[00:26.92] I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nβ shine like the sun
[00:30.72] King of the jungle, I need every crumb
[00:32.68] Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb
[00:34.58] I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan
[00:36.84] I do this s- for my mama, the struggle and hustle, thank God he got me out of the slums
[00:40.96] Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
[00:42.65] Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don
[00:44.84] Chasin' money like I'm on the run
[00:46.70] If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond
[00:48.96] Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants
[00:50.81] Couple days later, her hands in my garments
[00:53.07] Save the money in case it get stormy
[00:54.93] F- off a lot, I admit, but I'm growin'
[00:57.18] Different shows state to state like I'm tourin'
[00:59.01] They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced
[01:01.14] Never fell off, they ask - what I'm doin'
[01:02.92] Just stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin'
[01:07.21] Thank God he got me out of the slums
[01:10.56] Bβ, Big Grim Reaper Gang
[01:13.16] Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bummer
[01:14.85] Now look at your son, yeah, that nβ a don (Frozone)
[01:18.91] King of the jungle, I need every crumb
[01:22.17]