Underground Hitz

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It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 Yo, I'll put my dick out and I'll pee on your property
 Being a mockery, I'm abusive cheating never believing in monogamy
 Mediocrity, pockets full of singles at the strip club, cash dropping
 No class ass riding, I'm heinous, atrocious, repulsive, I'm past shocking
 Rappers is speaking with no heart, don't start
 It don't matter, I can slay you to Bach, Bethoven, Amadeus Mozart
 At the dinner table cursing wiping cum on your curtain
 I'm a poverty pirate, a poor penny pitching pitiful person
 I'm from the 80's where we were skeezing and pleasing the skeezers
 Thieving and popping and shooting and robbing
 And boosting and stealing your sneakers
 Won't be in Forbes mag on no Forbes listes
 But my life is parties and gambling
 ers and whore houses and porn bitches
 Hotel orgies with groupies, we rock stars, heart throbs
 On the roof throwing cinder blocks from the hoods at cop cars
 I'mma disrespect you to pigs, you was squeeling too, they didn't protect you
 Living and learning and losing listening to the lecture
 Hitting it and giving it extras
 Snatch your prom date, rip the cunt hole
 I'm the bully, get your lunch stole
 House parties, stick my balls in the punchbowl
 Come on, sing it
 If you sick twisted, disgusting
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 (Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits
 Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits)
 You gotta have
 If you sick twisted, disgusting
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 (Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits
 Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits)
 You gotta have
 Yo, it's Rugged Man and Hop, we never get handed props
 We keeping it dope and underground as the planet watch
 If you want some bullshit, we spitting lyrics, then dammit stop
 Talking like you the hardest artist and you can't get knocked
 So keep thinking that, take this track and play it back
 Just to remind you that everything you fucking say is wack
 But don't get mad and start cussing at us
 Cause we just finally fixed the shit cause you was fucking it up
 Yo, I'm sick of the game and everything it deals with
 Yo, R.A. come over and bring the kill switch
 Our brains are real sick, insane and filled with
 A gang of ill shit, we can't be killed, bitch
 Who want it with us? We never tow and get up
 Don't try to step up cause I promise that you'll only get bucked
 Emcees are scared running as we slowly erupt
 We was born for this, yo, it's time to bring the in
 If you sick twisted, disgusting
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 (Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits
 Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits)
 You gotta have
 If you sick twisted, disgusting
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 (Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits
 Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits)
 You gotta have
 If you sick twisted, disgusting
 It's a jungle out there, you gotta have
 (Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits
 Hits, hits, hits, nigga, hits hits hits)
 You gotta have

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Song Details

Duration
02:49
Key
11
Tempo
168 BPM

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