The Jungle Book

[Intro]
This old jungle looks mighty dangerous

[Chorus]
Pressure turn you to a diamond ,or it can make you bust
Survival is a must, nigga trust
When you feast in the jungle you know it's no love
First come first serve
Watch out for the vines, poison their souls
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just try to rise above it, 'cause I know you are what you eat
I know these bastards covert everything that's makin' them weak
I pray that there's a heaven, that I see eventually, created in his image, that's the game that they gave to me
I guess we bought into the half truths, and full lies we've been told our whole lives
So tell me what that make us, farther from our maker but close to the ones that hate us
The disconnect is real it's like we're spiritually naked
While I dwell on the spiel that I'm spillin' while feelin' vacant
My community was a victim of Ronald Reagan, crack killed the unity of blacks like a shotgun
So if you got a pill, nigga I suggest you pop one

[Chorus]
Pressure turn you to a diamond ,or it can make you bust
Survival is a must, nigga trust
When you feast in the jungle you know it's no love
First come first serve
Watch out for the vines, poison their souls
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor

[Verse 2]
Dear God, how come you don't care about us?
Is it something that we did to make our existence rough?
Is there a reason that you chose to make our conditions tough?
Is it because we never pray or talk to you enough?
I know you are the omnipotent and we just the recipients of this piss poor planet
I just can't understand it, it feel like nobody give a fuck they ignoring our pain
Took my grandmother for my brother, he ain't the same
Gave me suicidal thoughts that always run through my brain, like Jackie Joyner-Kersee man I swear this race is insane
Won't you pass the olive branch or baton, and move on
If I'm wrong, then I'm wrong, don't sound the alarm

[Chorus]
Pressure turn you to a diamond ,or it can make you bust
Survival is a must, nigga trust
When you feast in the jungle you know it's no love
First come first serve
Watch out for the vines, poison their souls
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor