Jungle Sometimes

It’s like a jungle sometimes, makes me wonder how I keep from going under my sea Broken glass, everywhere The ghetto’s like an open gash you can’t repair And if you can’t take the smell and the noise there’s no choice You can tell people dwellin’ in hell with no voice Rats, roaches, pickpockets and smokers and doughboys Approach us promoting a way to cope with the bullshit While pedophiles preach at the pulpit A ghetto child come to school and he packing a full clip Those who let crime take them under Fall victim to the symptoms of time and they slumber I keep it humble in kind in case I blunder ‘Cause the cities like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder I think I’m losing my mind, I’m too touchy I’m standing too close to the edge, so don’t push me Yeah It’s like a jungle sometimes, the inner city’s like a jungle sometimes It’s like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under my seat To get it in a My rhyme penetrates The time illustrates Crime infested living space is really prime real estate They will facilitate the suburb dwellers And so they plot to take the property they prefer better They serve letters of eviction Transforming a grim slum Into condominiums too much for lower income living Give them vouchers and hotel certificates To welfare recipients they kick them off the premises! Politicians organize a mass exodus of lower class residents way past the city limits No education, quadruple digit inflation, and now They takin’ homes through regentifrication Man Those who let crime take them under Fall victim to the symptoms of time and they slumber I had to struggle with mine so take a number ‘Cause the cities like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder I think I’m losing my mind, I’m too touchy I’m standing too close to the edge, so don’t push me Yeah It’s like a jungle sometimes, the inner city’s like a jungle sometimes It’s like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under my seat [My Son Jeru Salaam] And my son said Daddy I don’t wanna go to school Cause my father’s a rapper and most rappers are fools And all my friends smoke reefer It’d be easier and cheaper If I joined the armed service, learn to shoot a street sweeper [Chali 2na] Okay It’s hard to beat the street and compete with the elite Every man needs to think if you can handle the heat Cause it’s all about money Ain’t a damn thing funny And I ain’t gon’ let these suckers take a damn thing from me A man parked his car, in front of the train Killed more than 11 people but he got out and ran Oscar grant got shot by a cop on the BART And the cop got two years and a brand new star Can’t walk through the park ‘cause it’s crazy after dark Daily sound when guns bark, bodies found and some not TSA is a migraine, surveillance and spy planes And if you got an Arabic name, they think you might hijack the plane! Those who let crime take them under Fall victim to the symptoms of time and they slumber See I’m that one with the rhyme, I bring the thunder ‘Cause the city's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder I think I’m losing my mind I’m too touchy I’m standing too close to the edge so don’t push me Yeah It’s like a jungle sometimes, it’s like a jungle sometimes It’s like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from going under my seat