[Verse 1: Sene] The unholy... Raised in the jungle like Mowgli on 40's of that OE Shorty sniffing Codeine, or climbing higher on that dope tree Friends turned coke fiends, some do graffiti Some use the needle cause they needy and they OD Ain't no picket fences, ain't no oak trees Halos on the benches, the condoms that the hoes leave Hounded by the police, powder give you power I'm from a place where even if you ain't a gangster If they fighting, then you fighting If you aren't, you a coward Trains and the towers, and the planes and the power Fighting for the things we think are ours (The jungle) [Hook: Jay Jennings] When the moon and stars collide In the jungle, I reside There will still be you and I (The jungle) When the clouds and sun collide And the jungle starts to shine There will still be you and I (The jungle) [Verse 2: Sene] The unholy... Raised in the jungle, ask the cheetahs and hyenas if they know me G's sipping E and J, Russian's sipping Stoli Mayor has the last laugh, puffing on a stogie To cops you a body That's why we hate cops and we still scream "f** Giuliani" like he tried to take our mommys Rapper tailor made, don't call me Gucci or Armani Call me Mr. Magic Rapper, throw haikus right through your body Heads are like a Greek myth, two faces on them probably Do you right or do you dirty, in the park where you grow polly People can relate to trying to do biz like they Gotti But they'll never own a crib or push they boo boo in Bugatti Cuckoo in the lobby, ducking stick ups, stuck with Bobby's (?) Pumping six up in your body, on that liquor, doing shottys Smoking sherm, bad live, good don't learn The hood don't change, the books all burn (The jungle) [Hook: Jay Jennings] When the moon and stars collide In the jungle, I reside There will still be you and I (The jungle) When the clouds and sun collide And the jungle starts to shine There will still be you and I (The jungle) [Outro: Biggie Smalls] And it's about time that this Brooklynknight took the mic