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    Текст песни Andre Nickatina - Jungle


    Andre Nickatina - Jungle
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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 Salvatore Ferragamo 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 hit the metal
    Pinocchio you know son of Guipetto, 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 feel it deep inside just like Mary J.
    Ha, I'm never panicing, I'm bored stiff as a mannequin
    Grew up fast just like Anakin.
    Baby is gullible, as Alison in Wonderland
    All the excuses in the world I can't understand
    'cause I'm a man of these times, demand to get high
    Blow big with my closest family ties
    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 Excedrins
    'cause 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 fluke, see
    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 hear 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 on 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, to move this 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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