Welcome to the Jungle lyrics

by

B.o.B


On the battlefield I am not commandeering
The war between the worlds, time to wield the cannons in
I am out here salamander-ing, they out here slandering
Try to smear n*gga’s image down
Who’s the camera man?
Where’s the man to man talk
What a f*ck?
Get up off the nipple, man
Let your momma have a mammogram
Busting like Sammy Sam
n*ggers can’t even see me on the beat
Like a blind pianist at a band exam
But f*ck a punch line, f*ck a metaphor
f*ck the n*gga who say they wasn't feeling me before!
Life is like a movie, I just write the score
Let me dumb it down, maybe you can understand me more!
I got no time for this shot jock, get up above my c*ck
Put the mic down, you’re looking sixty four!
I’m guessing I’m the n*gga that they love to hate
But they still watch a n*gga, and they pay attention more!
Closer to my words, and closer you observe
Trying to decipher he flow you n*ggers know this sh*t is absurd!
You notice every verb and every adjective and every syllable
And why compared to me there is nobody who’s identical
Instrumental general, grand hustle admirable
I’m balling over here, give a f*ck about your interviews
n*ggas talk, hoes too, but they know I’m one of the coldest overall and general
The more I ball the more the haters run
When you f*ck the game, the problems gonna come
Back down never, I'm never gonna run
f*ck life and get high, that’s what I call overcoming obstacles
Get up off my testicles, I got this under control
I'm calling audibles. I know what I gotta do
When you travel on this road, man after a while
Nobody’s on the either sides of you!
Reaching out to other artist for a wider view
In reality artists just don’t have the time for you
It is what it is, I don’t take it personal
But it’s a jungle out, lions don’t eat vegetables
I mean veggies I’m all about my...
I don’t smoke .. and I’m never on a...
I’m going full speed, but I don’t know where I’m heading
So keep up my yard and never touch my...
I’m on the edge, you should never cross the line
n*ggers feel safe when they’re online...
I’m about to show what a hell is...
So let me do this for East Side b*tch ... on six!
Call it what you want, but real recognize real
So the ... true n*ggers don’t even exist!
Ah, grand hustle, it’s B.o.B
It’s free.. not a lot of n*ggers bet
So now we gonna see what’s up and what’s good
Bobby Ray coming to your neighborhood!
Yeah that’s what’s up, good news
Thanks to madailui
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