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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Teodros
Gabriel Teodros
Songwriter
SoulChef
SoulChef
Songwriter
Shakiah Danielson
Shakiah Danielson
Songwriter
Shaun Hopkins
Shaun Hopkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabriel Teodros
Gabriel Teodros
Recording Engineer
SoulChef
SoulChef
Producer

Lyrics

We get hunted in the streets Openly by police Prison is an industry They don't want us to speak free Mainstream promoters Only feed you that group think Poisonous activities That lands you in clink-clink I'm indie as I want to be Here to give you all of me Will offer no apologies For all the strength I'm honoring All the ways the calling brings My a-alikes to raise a light In the darkest part of the night Before we wake a sleeping giant Rising up is inevitable Everything changes Pray the planet stays habitable I'm from a jungle That's getting clear cut fast Since I rap typecast as a real wild cat A lion, in fact From a Horn in the East I grew up with some beasts I could show you some things But you gon have to learn how to act in my habitat You don't have the land where you standing at It has you This balance has to stay true Greeny jungle Wilderness Where the wild things are A beast gon be a beast So be who you are A lion with a horn The hunted with a song The places you get broken Are the places you get strong Green jungle Give me what you can not see as pearls Strap the muzzle Give you verbal fetters, pressure Pressure you to hustle Zero discussions about your well-being Cell dreaming affirmation Junkie start beaming Bend back for a pat on the back And lost coins Dish out do all the clapping For the ratchets and lost boys Conversation deployed To steal, kill and destroy An entire generation through disconnect techie toys Plus poverty on 'roids Make your money look bigger But the mind set is still the same They're mad harder to figure When you bit a bigger picture No bread with hard liquor Crash cars quicker than fast talkers will city slick ya They got you jocking smoke and mirrors even though it's funny But you worship money So you give it glory on your knees But greed never says thank you You all look green Greeny jungle Wilderness Where the wild things are A beast gon be a beast So be who you are A lion with a horn The hunted with a song The places you get broken Are the places you get strong I know who I am And I know how I am seen No matter what I do they gon be 2 different things So I can't let a gaze ruin any of my days They might see me as a hunter They might see me as prey Found out how to survive Without playing their games If anything is constant in the jungle it's change The knowledge in my body Reacts faster then my brain Instinct, intuition It's kinda hard to explain Scruffy chin, lion mane Regal but never tamed Symbol of an empire That I never once claimed Greeny Jungle Stumble through forbidden lands Where spirits walk And hold you with an open hand People worship or fear what they do not understand The wilderness taught me how to be who I am And I fell hard Before I learned how to stand If you want to live here Learn to listen to the land Greeny jungle Wilderness Where the wild things are A beast gon be a beast So be who you are A lion with a horn The hunted with a song The places you get broken Are the places you get strong
Writer(s): Gabriel Teodros, Soulchef Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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