Jungle Jay

[Nas] Yeah... It's like a jungle Makes me wonder... It's like a jungle [Olu Dara (throughout)] Jungle! [Nas] Yo, I have to look out Everywhere I go I have to turn around Watch my back, watch my front That's what it's all about It's a jungle of the mind There's a jungle when you hang Where they bang The world's so big, yet so small it's one block Many die mentally before they reach what they wanted I choose to get blunted And cruise to One Hundred Twenty Fifth street Music loud as hell in my Jeep Eyes meet people, strangers, not thinkin' of danger Amongst my people Some I see through But one guy stares Maybe he thinks he knows me Or maybe he's crazy Killer, baller, dealer Something he is, he wants to show me But I'm at this red light Is it me or is he looking dead right in my face? Heh As I pull the strap that I keep underneath the seat Just in time, I was able to fled the scene And leave him standing there, with his hands in the air See, my light is green Harlem to Queens Triborough Bridge packed with cars, trucks, vans and cabs They got this new E-ZPass thing Computer, taking over the cash thing So as I drive home, I roll my window up And my endo up in the same motion See, life is so full of surprises And as I paid my toll I drove to see my man "What up, kid, dunn, brotha? What's the deal?" He said "everything's easy bro'er man, it's all real" I said, "But what happened earlier? Why everybody outside?" He said like "Blue suits came runnin' through and took 30 brothas for a ride Yo, right after you left the Ave" Yo, the same thing that's been going on Since I was young in the past Still goes on, how long will it last? Gotta get strong fast Out in the jungle, baby Jungle... that's how it is Olu, got the music playing Outside, it ain't no playing We just paying attention Listening out to everything that's happening 'Cause if it's on it's on And it's always on It's just like this song, "Jungle" What's gonna happen next out here? It's gettin' crazier, weirder People losing spirituality, morality What's happening? From Jazz Bebop to rappin' It's all the same thing, a Black thing A map thing, a world thing A boy, girl thing Woman, man, child From Sweden to the Nile To Australia, Europe, Africa to Venezuela China, Japan Everywhere you go, understand It's a jungle The whole world [Olu Dara] Jungle... Jungle... Jungle! Jungle!