Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
JAY-Z
Chant
Kanye West
Chant
Swizz Beatz
Chant
MIKE DEAN
Claviers
Acapella Soul
Chant
Ken Lewis
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kanye West
Paroles/Composition
MIKE DEAN
Paroles/Composition
Shawn Carter
Paroles/Composition
Kasseem Dean
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Swizz Beatz
Production
Noah Goldstein
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ken Lewis
Ingénierie de prise de son
Brent Kolatalo
Ingénierie de prise de son
MIKE DEAN
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Intro]
Uh
[Instrumental]
Right
Oh
Oh
Right
One-two, one-two (Yeah)
Aye
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well
(Yeah, yeah)
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well
(Yeah, uh, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I asked her where she wanna be when she twenty-five (Five)
She turned around and looked at me and she said, "Alive"
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well
(Uh, oh)
[Verse 3]
Black Axl Rose, move halves and wholes (Right)
Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov (Right)
Move blocks and squares, move apples and pears (Oh)
Work pots and pans just to cop me some Airs (Goddammit)
My uncle died, my daddy did too (Aye)
Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move
My nephew gone, my heart is torn
Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born
My faith in God, every day is hard
Every night is worse, that's why I pray so hard
[Verse 4]
Why I pray so hard, this is crazy, God
Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all
So que será (Welcome to the jungle), get a case of Syrah
Let it chase the pain 'fore it goes too far (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
My dreams is big, reality set in (Huh)
Let off a clip from a automatic weapon (Yeah)
Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas
Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn't make it
I'm a tortured soul, I live in disguise
Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5 (Ooh, woo)
I died in my sleep, I'm still Big Pimpin'
I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending (Yeah)
Where the fuck is the sun? It's been a while
Mama, look at your son, what happened to my smile?
My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket
I'm just looking for love, I know somebody got it
Champagne for the pain, weed for the low
Goddamn, I'm so high, where the fuck did I go?
I'm losing myself, I'm stuck in the moment
I look in the mirror, my only opponent
Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the pres'?
Either they know or don't care, I'm fucking depressed
No crying in public, just lying to judges
Riskin' my life, I'm already dying, so fuck it, well
[Outro]
Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well
Goddammit
Written by: Kanye West, Kasseem Dean, MIKE DEAN, Shawn Carter

