I hate it, you're always smiling. Such a strong, cute and popular person. I hate it, I am slow, a dunce. No one needs me at all... You're always
zoo Through the Human zoo Well, I hear ‘em cry in the daylight I hear ‘em scream after dark A real life jungle atmosphere Watch ‘em tear each other
block with your old pop pleading number act To the spot with the red top fiends is huddled at To the crib where the little kids spend their summers trapped With the jungle
notorious projects, Queensbridge Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most Cowardest rappers He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile Depressed
' for the po po Roll over, then pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo Gotta stand, it's turnin' to a jungle Comin' out a 4-door Benz and I spend a lot for
Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. x4 Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I dont smile Cuz this cats need to
One day I was walking down a long narrow path in the jungle With nothing on my feet Each step felt like mud though the ground was made of dirt But it
'bout to die and ride I told Face he was the realest in the game And he smiled and told me 'Pac was the realest that they came In the jungle, I walk
the blackest, attack this I thought we already established the wackness Presented in the cemented jungle by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' tumblin' down Surround me in a cannibalistic style, but I just smile
felt without drugs In all that jungle we can find so many things Some taste bitter, some taste sweet We take care or feelin' careless Something is lost Something is gained Just a smile
so tight never want me to be gone Now I'm wrong, this gee wiz this is three Now you it's him it's me I'm flossin' wit my other half jungle you all see
while I'm darin you to try to get down I'm controllin and I'm rollin out on any mc He's not happy, that's a smile full of jealousy Cold crushin and I'
zoo Through the human zoo Well, I hear ?em cry in the daylight I hear ?em scream after dark A real life jungle atmosphere Watch ?em tear each other
devour each other? Why can't we turn those miles into inches, letters into breath, years into seconds? (We always said we'd return to the candy coated jungle
You're the envy of so many girls And you are teh most beautiful So far The gentle jungle of his voice No other sound No smile No face No choice And
BIRD GIRLS Then carefully, tenderly, Gently he crept Up the trunk to the nest Where the little egg slept. Then Horton the elephant smiled: HORTON
Deep in the jungle, up in a tree In Indiana, 1983 Living on pizza and too little sleep Just me and my animal friends Then in the distance I saw through
