The Jungle Book

(专辑： Subtle Meditation - 2018)

This old jungle looks mighty dangerous

Pressure turn you to a diamond [?] 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, poisonous, oh
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor

Yeah, I just try to rise above it, 'cause I know you are what you eat
I know these bastards covered everything that's making them weep
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 that we've been told our whole lives
So tell me what that make us, father from a 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 spill that I'm spilling while feeling vacant
My community was a victim of Ronald Reagan, crack killed community or blacks with a shotgun
So if you got a pill, nigga I suggest you pop one

Pressure turn you to a diamond [?] 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, poisonous, oh
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor

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 rough?
Is it becaues we never pray or talk to you enough?
I know you are the omnipitent 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 [?] 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

Pressure turn you to a diamond [?] 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, poisonous, oh
Watch out for the low hanging fruits on the floor