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letra de plastic jungle - cee

[verse 1: cee]
the jungle my habitat
but the sh-t is plastic, alone with a bad b-tch i get it crack-
-in and i wanna get slain like a rabid cat
sometimes i like it grimy, alley rat
man it really hurts to breathe like i ran a lap
betty crocker and a coffee grinder helped me catch it back,
my d-ck is getting kinda heavy now, fancy that
and if they wanna know the real then i answer flat

[verse: miike snow]
i was born into money
and sold down the river
i was choked by the jailor
and f-cked the gorilla
i ran through the country ahead of my time
i escaped through a keyhole before they erased me
i married the beetle and learned to be graceful
it’s why all this warfare pours out of my eyes

[hook: miike snow]
now i see just what you mean
it hurts too much to breathe
all alone in this plastic jungle
sometimes i wanna get slain
i wanna get slain (x6)
i wanna get la la la la la …

[verse: miike snow]
she told me loved me
i didn’t believe her
the son of a junkie is ancient korean
but don’t blame the girl she’s out of her mind

[verse 2: cee]
yeah she’s out of it, mind bent, power trip
eyes met, now i get, time spent, rowdy b-tch
whatever, i’m about a brunched out pedigree
crushed out heavenly, touch down revelry
flunk out? never me, finna get slain hard
eyes rolled back, mouth frothing in a train yard,
gimme a game broad, tape and an 8 ball
and we gon’ have some fun, muhf-cka don’t be late for it

[hook: miike snow]

[verse 3: cee]
yeah, y’all can quit pretending now, it’s ok, we all know. listen
look around man, the sh-t is so dumb fake
everyone concerned about things and what c-nts make
we livin’ in a manufactured world of steel
dog our left brain is how the f-ck we make it real
and our senses are sensing a schism with a
system that don’t make sense and so we sh-ttin’ in it
the awakening a cometh muhf-ckas
finna melt this plastic jungle and start again, get it up ya,
that’s how i feel when i’m on a beat
a f-ckin’ beast with an appet-te to carve a niche
had a mortgage on dues but i paid em off
and still i sh-t on any f-ckin’ beat i came across
yeah, i get high and rep mine
the jet vibe come from phat rhymes and red wine
shiraz of this rap sh-t, it’s cee, get ya ears open
i’mma let ’em say it again but it been spoken

sometimes i wanna get (x2)
sometimes i wanna get slain
i wanna get slain (x6)
i wanna get la la la la la la la la la

[verse 4: cee]
yo i wanna be high
be high, real high
son and i wanna stay high
stay high, yay high
yo i wanna be high
be high, real high
i’m so f-cking high right now y’all, i’m so f-cking high right oh

- cee

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