Представляем точный текст композиции "Jungle" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Andre Nickatina & Equipto . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Jungle» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Andre Nickatina & Equipto передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Andre Nickatina & Equipto - "Jungle"
Lyrics to Jungle : (feat. Equipto) [Nickatina] Pain from a rap cat Man you didnt know that 3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack My homie keep all his bullets hollow Thats 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, dont come for free Man, I dont 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 its getting fatal I make MCs do angel dust Take em to the Bay Bridge, make em strip, tell em jump I dont know why I get high Im 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, Im never panicing, Im 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 cant understand Cuz Im a man of these times, the man to get high Blow big, but my gross is family time Aint 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 [Chorus: Nickatina] Shit, its 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 its even exciting [Nickatina] Im like a Harley Davidson motorcycle, born to ride With the force that the courts call the last Jedi Im like a veteran, off Excedrins cuz I be getting headaches from these Lettermans I asked this little freak about my rap style She said, "Its so damn dope they might take you to trial." I hit the weed like Im 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] Im 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 DJs and MCs Complete to everyone who kept their ear to the street Then my homie came through with the Al Capone Suite Got twice as deep, dont 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, well 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 Youll got cold turkey trying to work me Its like a pad lock, when you in the headlock Six in the morning and you didnt here the Feds knock [Chorus: Nickatina] Its 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 its even exciting [Equipto] Im consistent, adding all statistics Why dont we cover the spread like the bitch never existed Phonographic rotate the plastic spinning Living like Im knowing its 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 cant miss the focal point When locals say, "He aint shit." Man its 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] Im in the fast lane, the cash lane, some think its a bad thing Hitting em off with the C & H pure cane I get stuck in your membrane Im like a pimp at a party when you say look at them rings I use a Motorola, the mood is baking soda Whether its 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 [Chorus x2: Nickatina] Its 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 its even exciting [ Jungle Lyrics ]
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