Welcome To The Concrete Jungle
Lose your way here
Then your bound to tumble
I travel the road of decadence
Most are never expecting this
Type of treatment
But fuck you very much
And good riddance
Your not in the land of luck
Sittin on the stoop
Drinkin a black man's bottle of E&J
You can see the bright lights
While your living below but ya gotta pay
Things don't come easy
It's a perfect crime
To smoke a heavy hittin dime
To come up with the rhyme
Trip the fuck out
Roll the joint with the hands of time
What's yours is mines
I'll corrupt it to nothing short of grime
Here you can pick up chicks with the simplest line
But they will warp your mind
Take your money
And shatter your love
Test that bitches threshold
And fuck her without wearin a glove
Your gonna die soon anyway
So forget about the aids
Break down the doors
Settle that long standing score
Bust that fuckers head open
With a full bottle of coors
In the jungle
What once was yours
Aint anymore...it's mines
You can try to get it back
And get well aquianted with the floor
Walkiin around tryin to talk with a broken jaw
It's rough out here man
There's no sense of law
You shoulda known that newbie
Before you took the tour