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It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me
How I from going under
like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I from going under

glass everywhere
People on the stairs, you know they just dont care
I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise no
Got no to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the room, cockroaches in the back
Junkie's in the alley a baseball bat
I to get away, but I couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a repossessed my car

Don't push me cause I'm close to the
I'm trying not to my head, ah huh-huh-huh
[2nd and 5th: ah
say what?]
It's like a jungle it makes me wonder
How I keep going under
It's a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep going under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes
lady livin' in a bag
Eatin' out of garbage pails, she used to be a
Said she danced the tango, skipped the light
The Zircon seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peepshow, all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the girls home
She went to the and got So-So-So Ditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't it on her own

[2nd

My brother's doing bad took my TV
she watches too much, its just not healthy
All My Children in the daytime, at night
even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill that ring my phone
And scare my wife I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit
take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong on my back
stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered
I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane

[3rd

My son Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must I'm a fool
And all the kids reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a sweeper
Id to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run the creeps
Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing
You got to have a con in this of milk and honey"
They pushed that girl in front of the
her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his
Gave him a transplant for a new start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy dark
my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
I feel like a outlaw, broke my glass jaw
Hear them You want some more?" livin' on a seesaw

Chorus]

A child is born no state of mind
to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but he's too
Because only God what youll go through
Youll grow in the ghetto, second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep
The places you play and you stay
Looks like one big alley way
You'll admire all the book takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money
big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be like them, huh,
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars,
Pickpockets, peddlers panhandlers
You I'm cool, I'm no fool!
But then you up dropping out of high school
Now you're unemployed, all
Walking round like you're Pretty Boy
Turned kid, look what youve done did
Got up for a eight year bid
Now your manhood is and you're a Maytag
Spent the next two years as a fag
Being used and abused and like hell
'Til one day you was found hung dead in your
It was plain to see that your was lost
You was cold and your body swung and forth
But now your sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and so young

So don't push me 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.
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