It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
Broken glass everywhere, people pissin' on the stairs,
you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell,
can't take the noise
Got no money to move out,
I guess I got no
choice
Rats in the front room,
roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away,
but I couldn't get far
Cause a man with a tow truck
repossessed my car
Don't push me cause I'm
close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Ah ha ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I
keep from going under
Standing on the front scoop
Hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by
Roaring as the breezes blow
A crazy lady living in a bag
Eating out of garbage pails
Used to be a fag hag
Such a dastard tangle
Skip the life and dangle
So a sick aunt princess
seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peep
show watching all the creeps
So she could tell her stories
to the girls back home
She went to the city and got so so so ditty
She had to get a pimp she couldn't
make it on her own
Don't push me cause
I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I
keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I
keep from going under
My brother's doing fast on my mother's
TV says you watch it too much
It's just not healthy all my
children in the daytime
Dallas at night can't even see the
game or the sugar a fight
The bill collectors the ring my phone and scare
my wife when I'm not home got a bump
Education double -digit inflation can't
take the train to the job.
There's a strike at the station
I'm
King
Kong standing on my back can't stop to turn around broke
my sacroiliac a mid -range mi graine cancer
Sometimes I think I'm going insane,
I swear I might hijack a plane!
Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Background
My son said,
Daddy, I don't want to go to school
Cause the teacher's a jerk,
he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer,
I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job,
learned to be a street sweeper
I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run
with the creeps
Cause it's all about money,
ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this
land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor,
sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park,
cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun,
cause they got me on the run
I feel like an outlaw,
broke my last past jaw
Hear them say, you want some more,
living on a seesaw
Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Say what?
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes,
it makes me wonder how I keep from going under
A child is born with no state of mind,
blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you,
but he's frowning too, because only
God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow up in the ghetto, living second rate,
and your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the
number book takers
Thugs, pimps, and pushers,
and the big money makers
Driving big cars,
spending twenties and tens
And you want to grow up to
be just like them
Smugglers, scramblers,
burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, I'm no fool
But then you wind up dropping
out of high school
Now you're unemployed,
all non -void
Walking around like your pretty boy
Floyd
Turned stick -up kid,
but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight -year bid
Now your manhood is took
and you're a
Maytag
Spend the next two years
as an undercover fag
Being used and abused to serve like hell
Till one day you was found
hung dead in a cell
It was plain to see that
your life was lost
You was cold and your body
swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, song
Of how you lived so fast
and died so young
So don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm tryin' not to lose my head
Ha ha ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Yo,
Mel, you see that girl, man?
Yeah, man
Yo, that sound like
Cowboy,
What's fool?
Yo, what's up, buddy?
Yo
Hey, where's
Quill and
Raheem at,
They upstairs, coolin' out
So what's up for the night, yo?
Yo, we can go down to
Fever, man
Go check out
Junebuck, man
Hey, yo, you know that girl
Betty?
Yeah, man.
My mom got robbed, man.
What?
Yeah, man.
She got hurt.
I
When did this happen?
All right, freeze.
Don't nobody move nothing.
Y know what this is.
Get him up.
Get him up.
Oh, man.
We down with grab nubs and
flash and the three -minute spy.
I don't know what he's at, a gang?
No,
Hey, shut up.
I don't want hear your mouth.
Yo, shut up.
Officer, officer, what's the problem?
Ain't no beautiful problem.
Yo, yo, you ain't got to listen,
Get in the car.
Get in the car.
said get in the car.
