Текст песни Jungle (feat. Kuzi Cee) - Ntwali

If I cross the street then will I make to my lady
If I graduate know I won′t make it till I'm eighty
They just want me dead up on a tee and then they′ll play me
Pray the day the lord above will bless my heart and save me
Know I got some homies but these streets is really lonely
Know if I'm alone I gotta be the one and only
Keep my head high but I gotta stay humble
Lonely on a mission while I'm working in the Jungle

Ima tell you bout the Jungle it′s a place you can′t lack
You got a target on your back for being Hispanic brown or black
Our parents taught us dodge the trap how to grind and get a bag
I thank my mom and pop for that had to dedicate a track
Here they wanna say nigga but they scared to switch places
And when you on the rise here you the most hated
I wonder why still got history books outdated
And they only show you love once you cremated
Way back then they never lend an ear
Started off amateur but now we top tear
I'm tired of all the skeptics cause this is our year
Every day above ground I thank God that I′m here

If I cross the street then will I make to my lady
If I graduate know I won't make it till I′m eighty
They just want me dead up on a tee and then they'll play me
Pray the day the lord above will bless my heart and save me
Know I got some homies but these streets is really lonely
Know if I′m alone I gotta be the one and only
Keep my head high but I gotta stay humble
Lonely on a mission while I'm working in the Jungle

Shielded by they prayers that's why I feel so protected
Following they footsteps that′s why I feel so respected
Take you to my childhood just to see this perspective
It′s too deep for the intro now I gotta be reflective
Thought I'd keep it real we learnt how to hustle
If you ain′t on our team you can't be up in the huddle
You came up different when you came from the jungle
Your mindstate different when you seen your parents struggle
Where you overqualified for every level of employment
When you give it all you got but you left with disappointment
Look a village raised a child so I′m paying respect
If I don't speak on childhood I know I′ll live with regret
Thinking bout St. Patricks my school was down the block
Mom was working too hard pops was working two jobs
Made time for family while they worked around the clock
Y'all had the blueprint y'all forever my rock

If I cross the street then will I make to my lady
If I graduate know I won′t make it till I′m eighty
They just want me dead up on a tee and then they'll play me
Pray the day the lord above will bless my heart and save me
Know I got some homies but these streets is really lonely
Know if I′m alone I gotta be the one and only
Keep my head high but I gotta stay humble
Lonely on a mission while I'm working in the Jungle