Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Priddy Ugly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Priddy Ugly
Lyrics
Sihle Sithole
Lyrics
Terrell Robert Annunziata
Lyrics
Andile Sean Sebastion Khumalo
Composer
Choolwe Dumisani Munyati
Composer
Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza
Composer
Serunya Richard Moloi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shooterkhumz
Producer
Herc Cut The Lights
Producer
wichi 1080
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dead Jungle
Where cocky **** get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
And killers, don't scare my uncles
[Verse 2]
Dead Jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
Tear muscle, get our head crumbled
If you black, then we all share struggle
[Verse 3]
Blood diamonds
The woods teach you to love violence
A lotta hood **** really love dying
Loud cries, the guns not silent
Guns unlicensed
Drunk dialling
Before I die, need at least one island
Climb trees, we don't need to pump iron
We got orangutans that crush lions, dawg
When you at the bottom & its rotten
Know it's common, who the poorest is
They often put us in a coffin after picking cotton
We were poor as shit
My city feel Gotham, they forgot that we were plotting
Couldn't afford the kicks
Picking flowers like a florist did
Why you burning trees up where the forest is?
[Verse 4]
Who'd you call?
When you cannot trust the police or the law
Who's involved?
You call for help, the popo making booty calls
These goons evolved, when duty calls you know the clues dissolve
They shoot your calve
And your problem never really truly solved
[Verse 5]
Bless the native youth
Walk on water with some gator shoes
Fuck were you when we were fighting sabretooths?
Streets are hot, you gotta play it cool
You not a boss if you don't pay your troops
If they kill you, then you made them shoot
I move with an ape or two
They end your life to get the latest shoes
[Verse 6]
Dead Jungle
Where cocky **** get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
And killers, don't scare my uncles
[Verse 7]
Dead Jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
Tear muscle, get our head crumbled
If you black, then we all share struggle
[Verse 8]
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
S.H.B from the B's
Cash rules everything around me
Grade 7 had a gonnie in my backpack like a pencil case or sumin'
I don't know another (Hold up)
I don't need another life
I swear there's demons in the heights
[Verse 9]
Faded and I ain't shining twice
Faded and all I left that **** fightin' for his life, ye
Stick to the street code
I can't walk in that bitch with my eyes closed
I still got a very dark soul
Sum him up like he got a runny nose
Hopped on I'm actin' like 6
Zulu boy made it out, why not me?
I just put in couple bars, yeah with ease
You said that there's money there? Let me see
Ngizizwa ngiphephile meng'hleli elokishin'
I said I'ma shoot and he thought that I'm kiddin'
Police at the school are like that shit litty
I stay on the move, I can't go down like Jimmy (R.I.P)
Wonder what happened on kizzy
That **** my Brodie, we used to get busy (Ye)
Don't give a fuck if you feel me
I came from the sewer, ain't nothin' more shitty
[Verse 10]
Dead Jungle
Where cocky **** get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
And killers, don't scare my uncles
[Verse 11]
Dead Jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare knuckle
Tear muscle, get our head crumbled
If you black, then we all share struggle.
I'm in a dead jungle where the feds buckle
Waist lives yellow tape cuddles
The body's suffocate in broad puddles get stepped in
That's leaded blood sunroof pill you're top off
Take the clock off
Keep the bullets coming how they get their rocks off
Rocks all over sand with the nose span
It's the plan for the whole land
I wouldn't do cause there no chance for me
Alternate a mindset alternatives
I do fish for with the proper bait the proper slate
I wanna get them out the mud but they're bathing apes
Without a star shooting
Scars proving
Gods soothing our bruising
Consuming one another with the potency we can use as armoury against the other army
But it doesn't play in the run
That I race for the race that I see
Only one or the bank
TD no jakes cop whatever no Jake
Diamonds snow flakes
I'm draped in faith
My freight won't leave
But I rake the ones that fell from the families tree period
It's my grace
Written by: Andile Sean Sebastion Khumalo, Choolwe Dumisani Munyati, Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza, Priddy Ugly, Serunya Richard Moloi, Sihle Sithole, Terrell Robert Annunziata