it's like a jungle or a rumble to survive in the brain/ It can make you insane
look into my eyes and you can feel the pain
Cause every year my pocket get fatter/ i get paper
I make more than the star laker KOBEEE!/YOUNG HOVI Jay Z inspired me
to tackle the game,grab the fame and the Dane which can keep me from the pain that in my brain which makes me insane like a jungle or a rumble like the tumble of a dryer
I fly higher every year/ you don't believe what's hitting you ears, but it's the real deal like a punch from
Evandor Holyfield, and as i walk threw the door you better drop like i'm president Barack, til the stop of the ticking of the clock i remain on top and i can still hear my watch so i guess you still below me homie, having a lady would be nice, but right now i'm more concerned about my ice, my rhymes have an extra spice that make people put up they lights it can stop anger, and solve the only think more powerful is the power of Christ, So i will continue to drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates, and if me and my lyrics went out this would be the end of the date.
