Songtext Jungle von Andre Nickatina

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Jungle

[Nickatina]
Pain from a rap cat
Man you didn't know that
3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack
My homie keep all his bullets hollow
That's why I smell like Salvatori Faragomo
with the diamond sparrow
A rap cat with the BOSS apparel
I put my rhymes on your block then I run
it just like little Darrell Money and dope, man,
don't come for free
Man, I don't have no competition, ho,
all I got is enemies
I turn around like a tornado
Rock it like a baby cradle
Call me Doctor J if you a baller and it's getting fatal
I make MC's do angel dust
Take 'em to the Bay Bridge, make 'em strip, tell 'em jump
I don't know why I get high
I'm so in love with money I keep spending 'til it runs dry
Hot like a kettle, when the pedal hits the metal
Pinocchio you know son is Jepetio, hello
Deep fried just like Friday fish
A lot a hot sauce, now we got it popping in this bitch
[Equipto]
Yeah, in anything I do I put my everything
Always feeling deep inside just like Mary J.
Ha, I'm never panicing, I'm bored stiff as a mannequin
Grew up fast just like Anikin
Baby its gullible, its Alice in Wonderland
All the excuses in the world I can't understand
Cuz I'm a man of these times, the man to get high
Blow big, but my gross is family time
Ain't no way to intervene in my industry
Moving quicker then a centipede on enemies
One of a kind, once in a lifetime rhymes is written
It goes on, as long as time commences
[Nickatina Chorus]
Shit, it's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning
its trifling, enlightening, and frightening
some might think that it's even exciting
[Nickatina]
I'm like a Harley Davidson motorcycle, born to ride
With the force that the courts call the last Jedi
I'm like a veteran, off Excedrin's
cuz I be getting headaches from these Letterman's
I asked this little freak about my rap style
She said, It's so damn dope they might take you to trial.
I hit the weed like I'm kamikaze next to the cosmos
Chopping up shit, yeah, with Quipto and Vago
Raps like a Tommy gun, watch how the body run
Raps from the Tommy gun will make anybody run
[Equipto]
I'm bout to go in like a movie, but no stunt double so parachute me
But somehow I feel I survived on a fluky
I have to hit the scene, livin' out my dreams
Then I said I was sorry to DJ's and MC's
Complete to everyone who kept their ear to the street
Then my homie came through with the Al Capone Suite
Got twice as deep, don't forget, you know how low they get
Intimidating so I pose a threat Coming like a slider,
right by ya Known to drop a rhyme in on time,
and prescribing accurate alignment The center of attention,
we'll bend a agenda To enter this rap game the number one contender
The outta sight, and dope lyrical white,
and watchin' tricks fightin' Hyping up the crowd late night,
and watching Tennessee Titans
Everybody just loving because we like and
I strike in first class light fast, just like lightning
[Nickatina]
I force my rhymes in your veins like hot shot of heroin
You'll got cold turkey trying to work me
It's like a pad lock, when you in the headlock
Six in the morning and you didn't here the Feds knock
[Nickatina Chorus]
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning
Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening
some might think that it's even exciting
[Equipto]
I'm consistent, adding all statistics
Why don't we cover the spread like the bitch never existed
Phonographic rotate the plastic spinning
Living like I'm knowing it's gonna be a drastic ending
Playing classics, meditating these tactics to overcome
The show is done, anticipating to roll a blunt
Baby, getting anxious, hitting and I can't miss the focal point
When locals say, He ain't shit.
Man it's Equipto, put it all down for my homies
And rolling my weed right next to the police
Nothing but love for all my homeboys hustling drugs
Up in your program fucking it up
[Nickatina]
I'm in the fast lane, the cash lane, some think it's a bad thing
Hitting 'em off with the C & H pure cane
I get stuck in your membrane
I'm like a pimp at a party when you say look at them rings
I use a Motorola, the mood is baking soda
Whether it's in Denver, man, Houston, man, or North Dakota
With no apology, tech-tech-tech technology
Some brother disin' me, or even thinkin' he
I got the soul and the spirit of the wrath of Kahn
Kick back and write just like the holy Koran
[Nickatina Chorus 2X]
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning
Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening some might think that it's even exciting

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[Nickatina] 
Pain from a rap cat 
Man you didn't know that 
3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack 
My homie keep all his bullets hollow 
That's why I smell like Salvatori Faragomo 
with the diamond sparrow 
A rap cat with the BOSS apparel 
I put my rhymes on your block then I run 
it just like little Darrell Money and dope, man, 
don't come for free 
Man, I don't have no competition, ho, 
all I got is enemies 
I turn around like a tornado 
Rock it like a baby cradle 
Call me Doctor J if you a baller and it's getting fatal 
I make MC's do angel dust 
Take 'em to the Bay Bridge, make 'em strip, tell 'em jump 
I don't know why I get high 
I'm so in love with money I keep spending 'til it runs dry 
Hot like a kettle, when the pedal hits the metal 
Pinocchio you know son is Jepetio, hello 
Deep fried just like Friday fish 
A lot a hot sauce, now we got it popping in this bitch 
[Equipto] 
Yeah, in anything I do I put my everything 
Always feeling deep inside just like Mary J. 
Ha, I'm never panicing, I'm bored stiff as a mannequin 
Grew up fast just like Anikin 
Baby its gullible, its Alice in Wonderland 
All the excuses in the world I can't understand 
Cuz I'm a man of these times, the man to get high 
Blow big, but my gross is family time 
Ain't no way to intervene in my industry 
Moving quicker then a centipede on enemies 
One of a kind, once in a lifetime rhymes is written 
It goes on, as long as time commences 
[Nickatina  Chorus] 
Shit, it's like a jungle sometimes 
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under 
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning 
its trifling, enlightening, and frightening 
some might think that it's even exciting 
[Nickatina] 
I'm like a Harley Davidson motorcycle, born to ride 
With the force that the courts call the last Jedi 
I'm like a veteran, off Excedrin's 
cuz I be getting headaches from these Letterman's 
I asked this little freak about my rap style 
She said, It's so damn dope they might take you to trial. 
I hit the weed like I'm kamikaze next to the cosmos 
Chopping up shit, yeah, with Quipto and Vago 
Raps like a Tommy gun, watch how the body run 
Raps from the Tommy gun will make anybody run 
[Equipto] 
I'm bout to go in like a movie, but no stunt double so parachute me 
But somehow I feel I survived on a fluky 
I have to hit the scene, livin' out my dreams 
Then I said I was sorry to DJ's and MC's 
Complete to everyone who kept their ear to the street 
Then my homie came through with the Al Capone Suite 
Got twice as deep, don't forget, you know how low they get 
Intimidating so I pose a threat Coming like a slider, 
right by ya Known to drop a rhyme in on time, 
and prescribing accurate alignment The center of attention, 
we'll bend a agenda To enter this rap game the number one contender 
The outta sight, and dope lyrical white, 
and watchin' tricks fightin' Hyping up the crowd late night, 
and watching Tennessee Titans 
Everybody just loving because we like and 
I strike in first class light fast, just like lightning 
[Nickatina] 
I force my rhymes in your veins like hot shot of heroin 
You'll got cold turkey trying to work me 
It's like a pad lock, when you in the headlock 
Six in the morning and you didn't here the Feds knock 
[Nickatina  Chorus] 
It's like a jungle sometimes 
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under 
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning 
Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening 
some might think that it's even exciting 
[Equipto] 
I'm consistent, adding all statistics 
Why don't we cover the spread like the bitch never existed 
Phonographic rotate the plastic spinning 
Living like I'm knowing it's gonna be a drastic ending 
Playing classics, meditating these tactics to overcome 
The show is done, anticipating to roll a blunt 
Baby, getting anxious, hitting and I can't miss the focal point 
When locals say, He ain't shit. 
Man it's Equipto, put it all down for my homies 
And rolling my weed right next to the police 
Nothing but love for all my homeboys hustling drugs 
Up in your program fucking it up 
[Nickatina] 
I'm in the fast lane, the cash lane, some think it's a bad thing 
Hitting 'em off with the C & H pure cane 
I get stuck in your membrane 
I'm like a pimp at a party when you say look at them rings 
I use a Motorola, the mood is baking soda 
Whether it's in Denver, man, Houston, man, or North Dakota 
With no apology, tech-tech-tech technology 
Some brother disin' me, or even thinkin' he 
I got the soul and the spirit of the wrath of Kahn 
Kick back and write just like the holy Koran 
[Nickatina  Chorus 2X] 
It's like a jungle sometimes 
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under 
When they hit me with the thunder and lightning 
Its trifling, enlightening, and frightening some might think that it's even exciting