Jungle Love

[Guilty Simpson] Prolific, flow like blow, sniff it Get zooted, banging that dope music My mind is set, this year niggas better step it up I get the job done way before the check is cut I don't wrote write raps for free If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three My motto is simple Without that loot your instrumentals stay instrumentals A blind man could see the kid's potential And take notice so I grind and stay focused If I was any hotter, I'd drink straight vodka Spit out flames, and piss lava That hot fam, try again That's why I got hoes like firemen You could plug 'em up to hydrants I should push a big red truck with sirens Got a flow that'll stop beginners I maul y'all a shopping center Every time I yell I say J Detroit I to the L-L-A J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4) [Hook] With that raw shit Turn it up loud in your car shit Finger tips split that cigar shit Let's smoke nigga Holler at your mans, I'll blow with ya (Repeat x2) J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4) [M.E.D] I bang nothing but that raw shit Neighbors bang on the wall pissed from the noise and the blunt scent With a chick getting blown like a trumpet For wondering how I stand still and still run this Full stomach, hunger in the eyes, greedy In your speezy take shit like nigga you don't need these Titles and mics, homey you don't need these My CD's tight like six niggas in a Sea Breeze I flow so sick and won't sneeze Sack hold craps with no cheese Rap Gs, rubberband one hand I part your gold teeth J Dilla my nigga I call him OG The street symphony, epitome The underdogs who grind hard for the victory Get them weak rhymes outta my face I clap 16 bars that might catch me a case I'm back, don't stop til my lungs collapse Til then close your eyes, nigga, imagine that