Ain't no lions in the jungle, Ayo my jungle is concrete and I ain't never stumble
I'm riding with the humble, we make the cypher complete
When rhyming with no mumbles
Ain't to many rivers and tress just shivering knees
In the winter when we building them trees
We pick'em out never building them seeds
Make sure its high-grade if you giving me weed
Hear me roar through the speaker
Like and echo in the savannah, with instructions for getting your hands up
Treating beats like gazelles, tear'em up when I light the L or anytime the mic gets held
Wild animal on the stage minus the magic show
Diseased with this hiphop the beats are my antidote
Inviting me to your party my question is can I smoke
Red eyes at the front door you can tell that I've had a toke
Yo being the being im am emceeing's the plan
Til I'm seeing them grands from being the being I am
Symmetrical wordplay is what you seeing my man
I see u looking thirsty with this weed in my hand
But yo chill and take in everything that you just heard
And hopefully, somewhere in it I touch nerves
Overseas and at home I must work the hip hop richter scale
I must jerk and kick up the ground where the dust lurks
Wack shit must spurt I hit'em with nuff words, nuff verbs in pipes we stuff herbs
Tougher than the tough dirt kick you upwards