Hell Razah
Hell Razah - Concrete Jungle lyrics
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[bees buzzing] [Intro: Prodigal Sunn] Ladies and gentlemen: Sunz of Man Uhh, Jungle of Concrete Yo, yo [Chorus x4: Prodigal Sunn] In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the beast Ain't nothin sweet, we gotta eat [Timbo King:] Yo, we come from starvin days, runnin up in Doctor days Rockaways, sold the mega-trains, diggin pocket days Yo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmed Army suits snatched and Timbs, you'se a friend, snatch a gem [Prodigal Sunn:] I spent a lifetime of doin crime, hustlin dimes Guzzlin wine, smugglin wives, one of a kind Under the sunshine, movin as one mind, the genuine Star child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wild When I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweet I gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolishin beats Collectin sheets, war with beast, Islamic warrior Livin the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of America Swell competors, explicit lyrics from the editor Real-estate predator, the rhyme writer, climb heights Rhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight On the mic device, my crew get nice, we shoot dice Doin callistetics, young diplomatics with automatics The asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his attic You don't want no static, I make you carriage for the rabbits [Chorus x2] [Hell Razah:] We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers front Eh yo, take that, you ain't goin get it laid back Best record what I say ain't no time to playback That's right platinum hits, yo, before the age at Gather millions, acapella in the streets, today crack Fuck opinions, I'm hittin to the nights endin A new beginin, takin over men and women Thoughts used for sinnin, neighborhood no grinnin Thug religious expeditions, starvin for a mil Stick a student for his intuition Beyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledge Off the tree of life, while others seek wallets Money and credit cards, some trust for their gods In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed Price is on the food and the Earth's precious jewels Ain't the golden rules from the golden black jewels? Steppin out the furnace, only run with fast learners Burn cash and we stash burners We be the underground childs, mainstream now Sort of like Apocalypse, blaow, blaow Take what you own, must return to your home Claim back your throne, we're on a higher zone Black Lazurus, plus we're not havin it Pass the diamonds on the wrist We're on some take the earth shit Demolish every tool, that y'all niggaz work with The barcode, bio-chip clicks we short circuit [60 Second Assassin:] Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle boogie I'm livin through, your crew on the subject The loot, I'm new improved Plus my time piece is bulletproof I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain You be the blood and I be the drainin on Forgot to burn your proper on, with the tool in stone Written, founded dead on this spot Lyrics emergin, believe I'm the surgeon Rhymes leave your brain, oh right, double scenes Back hand slap, you clap, evil-pattern raps Play that, what it slap right back You was seen, soak the zeen Self esteem, so common, even suckers die Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator The double-edged sword bring death, feed Jamaica Rain or hurricane, step on my house Into the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramid Nothin but fairies of the house that Jack built The little house on the praire, I huff and I puff And I blow your brain to a seizure Before you step to me, you should of called off Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke I cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain ain't toke" I live for my tech-9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhyme You better believe thieves buck your chicken Make nuggets, my mic and whip the cord around your neck to plug it [Chorus x4] [Outro: Hell Razah (Prodigal Sunn)] You know I'm sayin? (We gotta eat) All the way to Brazil, we gotta eat In this jungle is serious (word up) KnowI'msayin? (We gotta eat) (Born, build) Gotta have ya mind right (Sunz of Man) Sunz of Man is here (Royal Fam) KnowI'mSayin? Takin over this concrete jungle (Word up) You know us (We takin this shit over) You know the name (In the jungle) (In the jungle) What you lookin at? Yeah you, ah, Sunz of Man