Текст песни Jungle - Jcmalan

I said it's dark up in this cave with little to no space
This cups filled to the max with little to no chase
Drunk, wondering through the ends on the map
Passed the flats where it all began
Where I learned to be a man
Where I see certain bruddas up in the can
It's mad, you don't know who's watching from their flat
Not every cat meows that ones got a radio in his bag
He ain't getting served he's serving you a tag
Weary, I stay eyes wide tho my eyes teary
Putting things into perspective clearly I'm praying you hear me
To lie would be to say there's dryness in these eyes
But I've shed some tears for my life because at times I'm terrified
The man in the mirror he's gotta make perfect decisions
Because repercussions bite these Ls gave me wisdom
I can't call them lessons I call them cursed blessings
Worst message you can read is your past creeping up on you
When you do what you have to do, did what you thought was true
Now the clouds grey all you want is some sunny blue
Mowgli and balloo, bear witness to this jungle called London
I'll write forever pray I make it to 100
Autumn spring winter or summer

This is seasonal smoke I'll be clearer than most
Timings on my side like I'm stepping in a clock coat
Stop and go, rethink and attack
JC's the name just dropped the AK like I sprayed at man
Sky your head with the four lucky number seven
Sky your head with these bars in any type of session
Drench them and bench them pack them and send them
Hedge them with benson Cali and menthol
Stick to the tempo off beat but on
Jealousy is evident it'll do you wrong
Critics on my songs, like where's the melody and auto tune?
I say they've been fed a spoon, sheep society it's nothing new
Catch something fresh and they're baffled
You point a finger at this generation then they're rattled
JC's an old soul with a whole load of magic
I flow too nice it's like my easiest habit
Mics my best friend I'll forever grip on the gadget Jungle