Come in, come in, baby what I don't know, I want Come in, come in, baby what I don't know, don't know, I want Sound's a calm, when we become the animals that we're made in the jungle Now take me to your jungle, I'm not afraid And if you're looking for

Happy, happy Africa Oh, far away in Africa They sing a-bing-a-bang-a-bingo Skokiaan, Skokiaan, Skokiaan Oh, take a trip to Africa Come on along and learn the lingo Beside a jungle bungalow Hot drums are drumming, the Hot strings are strumming, and

I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

Represent, represent! Represent ya'll, represent! Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungle Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals Who don't care, guzzling

Greasy jungle metropolis noir easy tangles the easiest so far ah I drove down your road to hazeldean where I tasted your funeral Home's sandwiches and coffee I saw your hands melt into one another I saw you grieve and grow care a lot about one another I

You know he heard the drums of war When the past was a closing door The drums beat into the jungle floor Past was always a closing door Closing door Rain on the leaves and the soldiers sing You never-never hear anything They filled the sky with a

I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

Down in Jungleland The Rangers had a homecoming In Harlem late last night And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine Over the Jersey state line Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain The Rat pulls into

Now if you came with ya man, leave 'em over there Yeah, it's a jungle out here (watch out) Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake What your mama gave ya (uh huh) Come on ooh, sexy thang