Young Jungle - Jungle Fever Lyrics

These niggas feening
Please don't believe em
Aim my tech right at his ceiling
He can't perceive it
I just wanna know the dealing or how you feeling
Known to skrt off with the demon for no f*cking reason

I know I'm not the best guy
I spin the block and my gun having from my left side
I'm slanging rock and have em forests look like left eye
A real killer catch lacking dead eye
I chase my bag and then bust it down for the whole tribe

Real Rasta if you know I
With the grabba I'm the most high
Ya need some glasses for ya Third eye

I cant die unless my daddy hearse a wraith
Pls dont lie and let my choppa eat ya face
I cant cry my eye water i wont waste
But i wont fight if i was you cuz this is fate
Dont tell me you tried cuz if you did then wheres the weight
Im catching a flight i need it when i hit the gate
Now your hands tied you losing blood for heavens sake
Run it or die thats the choice ya haffi make

No matter what it take
Make sure my people straight
Even if it means to put some people in the lake
He never missed a drop somethings up he never late
Looks like he set me up i was ready couldn't wait
No I couldn't wait
I shot his partner it's revenge he wanna take

You think im cappin keep the gun round
I spin the block with my choppy now its not fun now
And i go deep in her jungle baby like kung lao
And then i eat whats left like shit is kung pao
My diamonds black wyclef my shit is blood now

And dont come push downtown if you dont mean it
And when im down im sure they servin phoenix
My strife above the clouds i cannot see it