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Verse 1
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Yeah,
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New York undercover baby
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Whole lotta things done changed
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Yeah, there's a lot of people put
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tin' black eyes in the game
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Knahmean, time to do this though
Verse 2
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Check it, I had a block locked,
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but took a fall now I'm off my feet
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I gotta eat, so it's back to
these fuckin' streets
And I will grow cause I'm an old timer
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I bring the drama to any nigga,
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his babies or his fuckin' mama
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I got a look like Tev in Campbell
But still I gamble,
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hustle and scramble
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Cause money is muscles in this damn zoo
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And in order to make it, you gotta take it
Be the boom, blast booze,
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bend or break it but don't fake it
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That's why there's no guilt for
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these trife niggas bloods I spilt
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Took what they built,
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flippin' they drug game on tilt
Cause in New York,
dealin drugs is a sport
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You either sell it, smoke it, shoot up or snort,
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either way you're caught
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And since I'm in it, now I'm in
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it to win it; sky's is the limit
motherfucker's lieutenant
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Shit, from this point that's how I feel,
I wanna fly
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Yeah, it's either doe or die
Verse 3
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It's like a jungle sometimes
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
Verse 4
How I keep from going under
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It's like a jungle sometimes
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
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How I keep from going under
Verse 5
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And all hoods I hang with mixed slang
in they language
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Love, kickin' that gang shit,
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sellin' on the same strip
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Hustlin' hard,
no matter how much we hated
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even our dreams are drug related
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Shit, puff bananas,
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not even the cops can stand us
'Cause of the way we vanish,
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everytime they come to can us
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25 we get the money live,
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fuck all that funny jive
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The streets is our only source to survive
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And before any teeny- boppers
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think about tryin to stop us
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I rather put your head,
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through the propellers of a helicopter
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Cause all my peeps be play
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Straight out the litter, so bitter
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These bandits don't
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Bringin' the ruckus,
like some mad motherfuckers
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Move at night like truckers
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When suckers see us, they duck us
Shit, only the real can relate to
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things a hungry man'll, try
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It's either doe or die
Verse 6
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It's like a jungle sometimes
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
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The weed smoke makes me wonder
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How I keep from going under
Verse 7
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It's like a jungle sometimes
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
The weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
Verse 8
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And ever since I was a tarface baby
watchin' Scarface
I dreamed of guns and tons of coke
on a car chase
A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian
Plus props from crooked cops,
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payin' him tops not to run me in
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Keepin my toaster in a shoulder holster
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Havin hoes playin me closer,
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sexin on a silk sofa
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Livin the life of the rich
and trife
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Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife
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Without stress from some bitchin wife
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that's why I be on what I be on
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Always ready to war for a score
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that's sure to put me on
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I won't seal in what I'm feelin
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It was inside that I cried, but now its spillin
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until I fallout; so much of a menace
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When I finish milkin New York
I'll have to fall out
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On the run, cause I know
feds'll try to knock me
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And railroad my soul to a
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hellhole if they got me
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I'm goin out fightin until I fry
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From hot lead no lie,
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like I said it's either doe or die
Verse 9
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It's like a jungle sometimes
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
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The weed smoke makes me wonder
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How I keep from going under
Verse 10
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Visualizin' the realism
of life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest,
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a person's status depends on salary
Verse 11
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It's like a jungle sometimes The weed smoke makes
me wonder
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How I keep from going under
Verse 12
Either you're in it,
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or your in the way Baby Pah
New yields, no quills
Outro 1
I want it all
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