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letra de ride thru the jungle - ty farris

[intro]
it’s nowhere to run now, n-ggas. you know what the f-ck time it is. no cosign just cocaine 3. east side, 6 mile, detroit. you know what i’m sayin’? time to take a ride through the motherf-ckin’ jungle

[verse 1]
yeah, another night where i’m from
i hear the gunshots, they blazin’, the block caged in (facts)
i was strapped writin’ raps in a hot bas-m-nt (yeah)
a crackhouse the closest i get to bein’ roc nation
if you fly pavements i put your face in a watch blazin’
cops chasin’, they racist
raised tasteless, raised tasers
tryna tame us, my first thought middle fingers
i came from the mud, no love, just a deuce deuce
now competition sweatin’ like bruce bruce tryna shoot hoops (come on)
this what they missin’, that feelin’ is authentic
my uncle was a raw chemist, clearly i was taught different (taught different)
dark lyrics, you privileged to hear this hard livin’
hardly got friends, most in the yard or a large prison (come on)
i could send shots to your party like i’m bartendin’
combo with a broad at the bar and now her drawers drippin’ (ha ha)
the dog sniffin’ my notebook, got him barkin’ loud (yeah)
my soldiers marchin’ proud and they’ll spark a smile

[chorus]
straight from the streets where we strive through the struggle (come on)
low income, we survive with a hustle (hustle)
never crumble ’cause i use my mind as my muscle
come with me and take a ride through the jungle
we straight from the streets where we strive through the struggle
low income, we survive with a hustle
never crumble ’cause i use my mind as my muscle
come with me and take a ride through the jungle
[verse 2]
yeah, you can tell that i’m passionate with this rappin’ sh-t
a advocate who mastered it
jaw jacked with them wack raps and i’m jabbin’ it
streets gamblin’, trust you as far as i can throw a javelin
before i was battlin’ i was baggin’ grams and backchannelin’
back to the basics if i have to, my life is a a cr-pshoot
a pair of dice should’ve been my first tattoo (yeah)
cadillac-colored [?] used to get whoppings with a baby bamboo
granny said she better not ever see me on the godd-mn news
unless it’s positive
dealt with dudes with dope-dealin’ doctorates
street degrees, goldchains their only accomplishments (that’s it)
i’m humble in the jungle, i’m never overconfident
don’t compare me to these rappers, i’m opposite and it’s obvious
street n-gga that’s technical, yeah, i know it’s rare
grew up watchin’ wrestling, hit your face with a foldin’ chair (yeah)
never fold under pressure, i’ll right-left ya
got nice weapons from the right sector when i’m rushin’ you

[chorus]
straight from the streets where we strive through the struggle
low income, we survive with a hustle (hustle)
never crumble ’cause i use my mind as my muscle
come with me and take a ride through the jungle
we straight from the streets where we strive through the struggle
low income, we survive with a hustle
never crumble ’cause i use my mind as my muscle
come with me and take a ride through the jungle
[outro]

- ty farris

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