Round and round  upside down
 Living my live underneath the ground
 Never heard of and hardly seen
 A whole lot of talk about the Red  Black and Green
 So dirty you didn't wanna deal with it
 So funky you didn't wanna got with it
 But that's alright  no problem  cool
 Sent to the Earth to educate the fool
 Waiting around for my shell to crack
 After that you can't hold me back
 Looking out for the danger signs
 Jungle Bros bringing forth a change in times
 Left, right, some ask from which angle
 Straight up the middle, reality's the riddle
 Sending a message to the old and young
 Confused about where I come from
 What planet? What channel? What station?
 AfriKa from the Zulu Nation...

 Confused, no landing, no understanding
 But I knew not to give what life was demanding
 Found a new tab, thought I'd take a grab
 Tired of brothers who feign to backstab
 Beating a bigger drum, better days will come
 And if they don't come, I'll get up and make some
 First you crawl before you walk
 First you think before you talk
 I found in life that you wear a hard hat
 Protect your mind and bad things will stay back
 Vultures flocking around on corners
 Snakes slide through our law and order
 Years slip away and I get older
 Leaves hit the ground and it gets colder
 My heart pumps faster so I get bolder
 That's when I ask my brother to...take over!
 My mellow, Uncle Sam!

 (Ladies and gentlemen, live from the Planet Rock we have the
 J.Beeeeees...)

 You see some listen but still don't hear
 Some seem far but are real near
 I climb a mountain to reach a kingdom
 And if they're willing, sure I'll bring them
 Think to the needy and then to the greedy
 Rely on the heaven and earth to feed me
 Move to the motions of the moon
 (Take out your shades!) Cause the sun comes soon
 To plan my day I look at the sky
 I see rain and I still ask why...
 Broke the airwaves, trying to make waves
 Finally came through but came in mono
 Frequencies I kept on fighting
 Satelliting what I was writing
 Three years, finally got through
 Came through in stereo...
 So hello everybody and how ya'll doing?
 We gonna say a few words and keep on stepping
 People watching to see what we would do
 Live on air you heard us say to you:

 The city's a jungle and we are the brothers
 This so-called King Of The Jungle will run for cover
 All of your minds have been set into a trance
 So instead of fighting out our problems...
 We order ya'll to dance