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Deep in the Jungle

Artist:Blackalicious  Album:Melodica 

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(Gift of Gab) And I come like this (scratched) I've got a few things I wanna say (Gift of Gab) I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay Cuz the wrath of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff And a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled RAID Like a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches, a brother'll blow this Another ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran? I hover above the land of lame emcees that dont blow I'm poppin' the clip and then bo bo with the gun And a once in a munch chest, rest in peace And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with sounds like these Run over enemies and I rest in the west- ern hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere setback Hear when I'm here, earn wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet black I'm a dog, running through the jungle wit a hoodie and black hat choppin down emcees Not a frog, cunning yet I'm humble gotta do the jewels tack wack talkin clowns Tip me, I'ma knock 'em all around, bust a front With a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homeland I'ma tack 'em in the sound little punks when the rap bump Springin on the rhyme I bowl man Gifted when I'm lifted off a spliff hit, reminisce shit, riff with dipshits This shit is the mischievous style of the gifted, I'm a whiz kid, get a whiff kid Swingin' down low, breakin' down flows with a new flow medley outgrow when you step back To the black with a fat rap with a fat sack with a little bit a funk in my napsack Take it back to the brother land and I was smotherin' stupid idiots like Tarzan Givin' back to the brother man and get another land, man gimme it, its Or-land-o How easy and tight wishin' into the depths up in the sound in the heart of the jungle Gettin' wild with the art of the rumble, never amount to be smarter than Dumbo Make 'em mumble, make 'em humble, Get me round from the start, you will crumble, and you tumble, and you stumble And I do it like that From the end to the other end never gonna end, set a trend with the maniac mic clutch Hey Bob I'd advise that you keep your day job my competitors never know the right touch Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell to a black beat Rappers fail to attack me, like a sail with the slack g I attack 'em like acne, exactly UGH (spoken) Mindless cretins grow through idiosynchrosy Peels up, rising up, down (Lateef) Steppin' up through the deep, dank murkiness No telling what is lurking I hero it, but will I sense a jerkin I proceed to bust a buster cuz I trust the finer design in the mind of the rhyme Just about impossible to find What a disgrace to the race of wack emcees I am because I choose to stand my ground FIRM and blowin' the rhythm the vermin and learnin' All I know is we've earned every inch we've attained


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