Tilden Parc - Jungle

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Doing‌ ‌things‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌ ‌
I‌ ‌swear‌ ‌they’ll‌ ‌never‌ ‌really‌ ‌understand‌ ‌me‌ ‌
I‌ ‌need‌ ‌a‌ ‌comma‌ ‌like‌ ‌a‌ ‌need‌ ‌a‌ ‌Grammy‌ ‌
She‌ ‌lace‌ ‌the‌ ‌floor‌ ‌with‌ ‌there‌ ‌designer‌ ‌panties‌ ‌
Yea‌ ‌we‌ ‌eatin’‌ ‌plenty‌ ‌check‌ ‌the‌ ‌pantry‌ ‌ ‌
From‌ ‌the‌ ‌sound‌ ‌wave‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌rebel‌ ‌alliance‌ ‌
From‌ ‌the‌ ‌tattered‌ ‌britches‌ ‌to‌ ‌expensive‌ ‌dishes‌ ‌
Now‌ ‌we‌ ‌meeting‌ ‌ends‌ ‌with‌ ‌these‌ ‌new‌ ‌beginnings‌ ‌
Yet‌ ‌to‌ ‌sign‌ ‌to‌ ‌major‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌bankroll‌ ‌but‌ ‌thank‌ ‌the‌ ‌lord‌ ‌that‌ ‌I‌ ‌dodge‌ ‌the‌ ‌penitentiary‌ ‌nice‌ ‌guy‌ ‌but‌ ‌
My‌ ‌inside‌ ‌is‌ ‌empty‌ ‌
Mighty‌ ‌fly‌ ‌see‌ ‌with‌ ‌a‌ ‌birds‌ ‌eye‌ ‌
Scribble‌ ‌gems‌ ‌to‌ ‌get‌ ‌my‌ ‌pockets‌ ‌lined‌ ‌til‌ ‌I‌ ‌get‌ ‌arthritis‌ ‌bitch‌ ‌my‌ ‌heart‌ ‌is‌ ‌icy‌ ‌walk‌ ‌in‌ ‌past‌ ‌the‌ ‌
Bouncer‌ ‌like‌ ‌I‌ ‌knew‌ ‌somebody‌ ‌crew‌ ‌exhalin’‌ ‌cloudy‌ ‌of‌ ‌that‌ ‌poison‌ ‌ivy‌ ‌went‌ ‌from‌ ‌muggin’‌ ‌strong‌ ‌
To‌ ‌wanna‌ ‌cosign‌ ‌me‌ ‌I‌ ‌don't‌ ‌even‌ ‌like‌ ‌me‌ ‌long‌ ‌stare‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌mirror‌ ‌ ‌

Who‌ ‌is‌ ‌this‌ ‌nigga‌ ‌

He‌ ‌claim‌ ‌he‌ ‌the‌ ‌realest‌ ‌he‌ ‌shy‌ ‌a‌ ‌bit‌ ‌timid‌ ‌the‌ ‌riddles‌ ‌worth‌ ‌millions‌ ‌they‌ ‌simple‌ ‌minded‌ ‌
Found‌ ‌the‌ ‌road‌ ‌to‌ ‌top‌ ‌I’m‌ ‌taking‌ ‌it‌ ‌
From‌ ‌the‌ ‌ground‌ ‌now‌ ‌we‌ ‌pavin’‌ ‌it‌ ‌
Hella‌ ‌boastful‌ ‌when‌ ‌I’m‌ ‌ventilating‌ ‌
Too‌ ‌much‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌plate‌ ‌still‌ ‌ain't‌ ‌taking‌ ‌shit‌ ‌YUH‌ ‌

New‌ ‌sound‌ ‌I‌ ‌make‌ ‌her‌ ‌face‌ ‌lift‌ ‌
I’m‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌new‌ ‌town‌ ‌I‌ ‌make‌ ‌the‌ ‌wave‌ ‌splish‌ ‌
New‌ ‌talent‌ ‌we‌ ‌accruing‌ ‌balance‌ ‌swear‌ ‌I‌ ‌run‌ ‌the‌ ‌game‌ ‌until‌ ‌my‌ ‌shoe‌ ‌is‌ ‌callisted‌ ‌ ‌
On‌ ‌the‌ ‌loose‌ ‌gravel‌ ‌keep‌ ‌the‌ ‌flame‌ ‌lit‌ ‌
I‌ ‌relay‌ ‌the‌ ‌message‌ ‌nobody‌ ‌better‌ ‌
I’m‌ ‌young‌ ‌and‌ ‌im‌ ‌careless‌ ‌I‌ ‌want‌ ‌it‌ ‌forever‌ ‌but‌ ‌I’m‌ ‌with‌ ‌whatever‌ ‌
‘Cause‌ ‌these‌ ‌days‌ ‌I‌ ‌been‌ ‌doing‌ ‌things‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
I‌ ‌can’t‌ ‌hide‌ ‌the‌ ‌way‌ ‌it‌ ‌make‌ ‌me‌ ‌feel‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌all‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌face‌ ‌

Bitch‌ ‌I‌ ‌got‌ ‌it‌ ‌made!‌ ‌
YUH!‌ ‌
Things‌ ‌been‌ ‌going‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
Aye‌ ‌
Hope‌ ‌the‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌don't‌ ‌fade‌ ‌
Screaming‌ ‌money‌ ‌ain't‌ ‌a‌ ‌thang‌ ‌
Ain't‌ ‌to‌ ‌telling‌ ‌where‌ ‌I‌ ‌land‌ ‌
Probably‌ ‌somewhere‌ ‌near‌ ‌the‌ ‌waves‌ ‌
Things‌ ‌been‌ ‌going‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
Aye‌ ‌
Hope‌ ‌the‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌don't‌ ‌fade‌ ‌
Screaming‌ ‌money‌ ‌ain't‌ ‌a‌ ‌thang‌ ‌
Ain't‌ ‌to‌ ‌telling‌ ‌where‌ ‌I‌ ‌land‌ ‌
Probably‌ ‌somewhere‌ ‌near‌ ‌the‌ ‌waves‌ ‌

Why‌ ‌they‌ ‌so‌ ‌negative‌ ‌
How‌ ‌they‌ ‌envy‌ ‌how‌ ‌I‌ ‌edit‌ ‌it‌ ‌
Live‌ ‌my‌ ‌life‌ ‌just‌ ‌like‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌precious‌ ‌
Give‌ ‌me‌ ‌the‌ ‌mic‌ ‌at‌ ‌night‌ ‌and‌ ‌under‌ ‌light‌ ‌I‌ ‌put‌ ‌a‌ ‌knife‌ ‌in‌ ‌pressure‌ ‌they‌ ‌fabricated‌ ‌
How‌ ‌I‌ ‌been‌ ‌this‌ ‌quick‌ ‌to‌ ‌set‌ ‌‘em‌ ‌straight‌ ‌ ‌
Yea‌ ‌a‌ ‌nigga‌ ‌next‌ ‌to‌ ‌detonate‌ ‌

California‌ ‌on‌ ‌the‌ ‌birth‌ ‌certificate‌ ‌
How‌ ‌they‌ ‌claim‌ ‌it‌ ‌they‌ ‌ain’t‌ ‌seen‌ ‌the‌ ‌wave‌ ‌
How‌ ‌he‌ ‌paint‌ ‌it‌ ‌on‌ ‌a‌ ‌level‌ ‌up‌ ‌ ‌
In‌ ‌the‌ ‌tattered‌ ‌garments‌ ‌ ‌
Been‌ ‌a‌ ‌starving‌ ‌artist‌ ‌since‌ ‌like‌ ‌‘09‌ ‌ ‌
Now‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌go‌ ‌time‌ ‌fuck‌ ‌a‌ ‌closed‌ ‌mind‌ ‌ ‌
I‌ ‌swear‌ ‌my‌ ‌heart‌ ‌is‌ ‌hardened‌ ‌ ‌
Need‌ ‌the‌ ‌placement‌ ‌ ‌
For‌ ‌my‌ ‌family's‌ ‌sake‌ ‌
I‌ ‌have‌ ‌been‌ ‌through‌ ‌ ‌
Make‌ ‌‘em‌ ‌feel‌ ‌a‌ ‌way‌ ‌

Why‌ ‌do‌ ‌I‌ ‌feel‌ ‌outta‌ ‌place‌ ‌here‌ ‌
Why‌ ‌are‌ ‌they‌ ‌all‌ ‌in‌ ‌my‌ ‌face‌ ‌
Nobody‌ ‌better‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌rhetoric‌ ‌
2Pac‌ ‌Shakur‌ ‌with‌ ‌the‌ ‌predicates‌ ‌ ‌
West‌ ‌Side,‌ ‌West‌ ‌Side!‌ ‌
Yea‌ ‌you‌ ‌dead‌ ‌right,‌ ‌dead‌ ‌right‌ ‌
And‌ ‌for‌ ‌them‌ ‌hating‌ ‌bitch‌ ‌ass‌ ‌niggas‌ ‌quick‌ ‌to‌ ‌switch‌ ‌I‌ ‌tell‌ ‌‘em‌ ‌to‌ ‌behave‌ ‌
From‌ ‌the‌ ‌attic‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌airwaves‌ ‌
Gimme‌ ‌five‌ ‌for‌ ‌the‌ ‌air‌ ‌play‌ ‌ ‌
Multi‌ ‌milly‌ ‌rockin’‌ ‌money‌ ‌plotting‌ ‌
Going‌ ‌up‌ ‌yea‌ ‌I‌ ‌just‌ ‌elevate‌ ‌
Up‌ ‌the‌ ‌staircase‌ ‌I’m‌ ‌headed‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌paper‌ ‌prayed‌ ‌for‌ ‌this‌ ‌since‌ ‌I‌ ‌was‌ ‌folding‌ ‌planes‌ ‌
Now‌ ‌we‌ ‌on‌ ‌let‌ ‌‘em‌ ‌serenade‌ ‌
I‌ ‌see‌ ‌the‌ ‌change‌ ‌pray‌ ‌for‌ ‌better‌ ‌days‌ ‌

I‌ ‌been‌ ‌down‌ ‌&‌ ‌out‌ ‌I‌ ‌needed‌ ‌change‌ ‌I‌ ‌flip‌ ‌it‌ ‌into‌ ‌a‌ ‌dollar‌ ‌
Split‌ ‌with‌ ‌my‌ ‌people‌ ‌fuck‌ ‌the‌ ‌hatred‌ ‌they‌ ‌dimissing‌ ‌evils‌ ‌yea‌ ‌we‌ ‌all‌ ‌equal‌ ‌I‌ ‌point‌ ‌out‌ ‌the‌ ‌obvious‌ ‌
They‌ ‌carbon‌ ‌they‌ ‌copy‌ ‌us‌ ‌
Rose‌ ‌gold‌ ‌the‌ ‌neck‌ ‌is‌ ‌decorated‌ ‌
Screaming‌ ‌power‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌populus‌ ‌ ‌
Want‌ ‌it‌ ‌all‌ ‌and‌ ‌nothing‌ ‌opposite‌ ‌
‘Cause‌ ‌these‌ ‌days‌ ‌I‌ ‌been‌ ‌doing‌ ‌things‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
I‌ ‌can’t‌ ‌hide‌ ‌the‌ ‌way‌ ‌it‌ ‌make‌ ‌me‌ ‌feel‌ ‌it’s‌ ‌all‌ ‌on‌ ‌my‌ ‌face‌ ‌

Bitch‌ ‌I‌ ‌got‌ ‌it‌ ‌made!‌ ‌
YUH!‌ ‌
Things‌ ‌been‌ ‌going‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
Aye‌ ‌
Hope‌ ‌the‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌don't‌ ‌fade‌ ‌
Screaming‌ ‌money‌ ‌ain't‌ ‌a‌ ‌thang‌ ‌
Ain't‌ ‌to‌ ‌telling‌ ‌where‌ ‌I‌ ‌land‌ ‌
Probably‌ ‌somewhere‌ ‌near‌ ‌the‌ ‌waves‌ ‌
Things‌ ‌been‌ ‌going‌ ‌my‌ ‌way‌ ‌
Aye‌ ‌
Hope‌ ‌the‌ ‌feeling‌ ‌don't‌ ‌fade‌ ‌
Screaming‌ ‌money‌ ‌ain't‌ ‌a‌ ‌thang‌ ‌
Ain't‌ ‌to‌ ‌telling‌ ‌where‌ ‌I‌ ‌land‌ ‌
Probably‌ ‌somewhere‌ ‌near‌ ‌the‌ ‌waves‌
 
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