C-murder - Like A Jungle lyrics

I'm here to let the whole world know i'm hard to control. You can't conquer my soul. Bossalinie, a living legend. With physical evidence of a world full of curroption and greed. Chorus It's like a jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder How i keep from going under, i keep from going under x2 Random d**hs on the block, young n***a packin glocks Picture me a tru n***a, visualizing fools dying quicker Murder murder's in the heart of every k**er Take a look into his eyes, it's evidence of a h*mocide Life's get tooken faster then the egg leave the womb Consider me in danger cause i know i'm dying soon Twenty five years incarceration if i pull it Bring the yellow tape, n***as can't overcome my bullet Went to jail tryin to get paid, still on my rampage Jump behind some bushes, dodging cops, another close shave I'm bumpin heads with the reaper on a daily basis Can't sleep with nightmares of dead faces f** the man in the mirror, i don't trust him Check his weapon, he's ashamed, got his boy blood on a muzzle That's why i turn my head and leave him lonely He phony, he got the whole hood waitin on his ceremony Chorus x2 I take a deep breath as i blaze this weed mixed with hashes And trippin how the outlawz smoked tupac ashes My n***a bad azz laid it down He told me "c, real n***as goin always be around" Livin in the minds and the hearts of the lost souls And much love to the motherf**in outlaws Back stage choppin game with sean dogg and snoop dogg And to my thugs in the grave, we miss yall I give a toast to you soldiers, you ain't die for nothin I read the bible, it said every d**h mean somethin And tru n***as make the world go round Pick up the black history book and can't seem to put it down Black leaders gettin struck down at they peak Open your eyes, that unliberated sh** is weak And throw em up if you a soldier, i told ya We goin burn this b**h down cause these holocaust days is over Chorus x4 It's like a jungle out there baby. >from the motherf**in streets to the motherf**in top of the world. sh** ain't goin change boy. You got the eye on you, even open the eyes is worse for your life. You need to maintain ya know what i'm sayin so keep it real. And to all my thugs in the grave we miss yall. I blow a kiss. I give a toast to the n***as i miss the most. My thug n***as, my real n***as, huh. Black leaders, keep doin what your doin. n***a p, keep doin what your doin n***a. And you know me. I'm a keep being a mouthpiece for the hood. For the ghetto n***a. Till i'm dead and gone. Until then, i'm a smoke weed, get high, pour out some liquor. Huh, for the real n***as, you know. Keep it real cause uhh, i told yall. Huh, it's like a jungle out chea n***a. And ya know. It's like a motherf**in jungle. n***a, huh, keep it real, pack that steel. Peace.