Lyrics Lions - L-Biz , Son of Tony

Uh
Ayo Son
We ain't gon' make'em wait this time
Let's go to work

My niggas transition from the block to the kitchen
Cause they tryna commandeer health insurance and a pension
Dumping diesel on the d-low, attention could be lethal
Circle tighter than some leggings on the fattest hoes that we know
Kilo on that keto, fiends riot for that new new
It's like the walking dead, syringe in skin but this ain't voodoo
Provoke the scope and boom boom
Ammo at yo dunce cap
Confused when fools reject the rules
Bullets, they don't want that
Uh
So grab yo lunch pale and punch yo clock
Cause it's shooters down to punch yo clock
For rumors they can clutch yo spot
Protect yo neck and duck them fucking cops
They see yo growing stocks
Pistols like them sickles used to cut yo crops
And fast cash like fast ass, it's hella risky
But big dough turn tame hoes to hella frisky
So broke niggas with ambitions of living lavish
Tryna find a package they can serve to all the loyal addicts
Speeding down that road
Swear yo chance to win is Soulja Slim
Behold the boldest men controlling boats, filled with opium
Tragedy they trafficked in the eighty's, told us just say no
Now it's epidemic, charging dealers for they overdose

Wealth is so divided, that's why we supply it
Grab yo tail and slide, if you ain't down for riding
Ain't no use in hiding, when it's time to riot
When you starve the lions that's when we resort to violence
Hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
Yeah
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
Yeah
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle

Esso
Uh
Reside where the cons meet, jungle concrete
Short tempers with long reach and slurred speech
Motor skill, impaired arms, st-st-st stutter when they speak
Pledge codes we repeat, all we know is the street
It's cold outside, that's why we holding the heat
Show no love, we exposing the weak
Strength in numbers and we rolling too deep
Lions moving quiet, wearing clothes of the sheep
Every eye ain't open, every closed eye ain't sleep
Cost of living is high, and ain't a damn thing cheap
Herbivore, to carnivore, to omnivore tryna eat
Spoils of war, give me more, only luxury we seek
Uh
Weed louder, pills powder bring more power
Faces sour, we tower this thing of ours
What we devoured, took man power and hours
Can't blame the ozone, for all of these lead showers
Women getting killed here, y'all know the reason why too
The wealth of information that these females will provide you
Careful who you confide to
Lust is like a high too
Share her little pie too, the hoodies gon' slide through

Wealth is so divided, that's why we supply it
Grab yo tail and slide, if you ain't down for riding
Ain't no use in hiding, when it's time to riot
When you starve the lions that's when we resort to violence
Hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
Yeah
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle
Yeah
You hear that rumble in the, rumble in the, rumble in the jungle