[Heems] Jungle Book It's the brown mans burden Teach these white people all this sh** It's the brown mans burden [Riz] Booked on first cla** Wonder how to slap the words But get stopped by the system, random search But no friskin, just shake hands and flirt Cuz Heathrow's where my Hounslow fans all work Riz and Hima, double team brah Hey look at me brah We cooking Keema Teach the keester Beenie Man's beemer Treat her like virgins in Karachi theme parks [Chorus] [Heems] It's conscious garbage, constant nonsense Hima loves kush like i'm Sita and Ram's kids Got the jungle fever like my name is Rambo I be on khush like my name Mogambo Indian man, I be rhyming in Budapest When I'm in Bucharest, bitties say you the best Bitties say you da next, used to be stupid mess f** me like they new to s** Then they send me stupid texts [Riz] Yo, Hollywood told me that I'm ready for the bigger pond Just get a big hencher and you're set to be the sickest pawn But until then you put this fake beard on and hold this bomb What the f** did they think mans on? Pronounce it Riz-a-wan if you want, I don't give a damn it's bollocks Just want my wallet [?] pop up [?] I handle stress like [?] it's double yes i'm the don Doctor Who to you, fam, hum aap kay hain kahn? [Heems] Who they riding shotty in Alec's Beemer If they want beef, I could cook the kima Zim Zima, Simba, it seem ya Need to get used to being a dreamer For better or worse, they know Hima Number 1 schemer, TSA screener I'm stunting, I'm Jackie Shroff or something On my dick, it's nothing I know I'm the sh**, they fronting One king, xiao long bao, soup dumplings Me and Rizzy Boy from across the pond b**hes putting DMT in our oolang With a bad bitty And she from Shilong She wanna put her mouth on my shlong She wants to sing songs on my ding dong With the white girl like I'm King Kong