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[Intro]
'Cause the city's a jungle
Dada-da da-da-da da
When the winter is on you
Dada-da da-da-da da
[Verse 1]
I try to keep it on the humble but the city's like a jungle
Too much violence, too many drugs
Too many months of the Winter
But the Henny and the blunts seem to slow it all down at once
You can hear the sound, it bumps and knocks from the roofs
Walking a block with a Deuce-deuce, vodka and juice
Breath stinking so I'm spraying some Binaca [?]
And got twenty-seven dollars in my socks in my boot
It's cold, my nose is running and my toes is frozen
So's my plumbing, my dough is so low
Oh no, yes man, the rent's due
I'd really like to pay it, sir, but I ain't got a cent to
I mean, I got this money in my sock for food
And this bottle of juice that got vodka too
But I'm looking at my landlord Jimmy sideways
Like I have your 500, do you give me five days?
But now I need to hustle, man, I need to scheme fast
'Fore I have to run up on a bitch with the ski mask
So tell me what I'm supposed to do
It's getting dark out, and it's getting colder too
This is the Winter
[Hook]
'Cause the city's a jungle
Only the strong ones will survive
When the Winter is on you
It's getting harder to stay alive
'Cause the city's a jungle
And the policemen are the beast
When the Winter is on you
See, you can either starve or eat
[Verse 2]
Man, I'm out of work in the mud, gotta do a lot of dirt
No day without a thirst, [?] worse than it's ever been before
Will I end up so cold and frozen victim of this Winter or
Will I take and make mine what was meant for yours?
'Cause doing the right thing is so immature
I gotta do things, those late night things
I deal with whatever future fate might bring
My way, I say, I can fly away
But I can't 'cause the Devil lives inside of me
And the truth only sounds like lies to me
We're in the same boat, that's why we get high to be
Happy, 'cause we can't feel that in real life, homie
And for a c-note, you pull a steel knife on me
I know the way you're feeling, it sucks
Maybe one day we will have a million bucks
But 'til then...
[Hook]
'Cause the city's a jungle
Only the strong ones will survive
When the Winter is on you
It's getting harder to stay alive
'Cause the city's a jungle
And the policemen are the beast
When the Winter is on you
See, you can either starve or eat
The City Is A Jungle was written by Slaine.
The City Is A Jungle was produced by Matty Trump.
Slaine released The City Is A Jungle on Fri Oct 20 2006.