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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niglevel
Niglevel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Victor B Hill
Victor B Hill
Producer

Lyrics

It's a jungle out there the way it supposed to be Boom, Niglevel in the room Assume, this is how I make it y'all Old school cannot fake it God I got a Question You want me to learn a lesson Bring it back, fuck it I'm on track You teasing me You the fuck don't believe in me Shit I got the key Hold your horses viciously Bow down now let the vibe flow let the vibe flow, now you know Niglevel, Niglevel, Niglevel in the house Ha-ha-ha-ha shout shake your body in and out I'm in the booth tearing it down, running it This how you do it, Old school, get your children they will improve Tell you mama, again and again tell your father, it ain't the end Niglevel don't pretend Friend, you're my mother fucking friend We going to ride like NASA Don't cry, dry your eyes we here to do this for real, live I'm in the booth, this my world that's the truth You want it you want it you want it you want it you got it, real rap This is where it's at This ain't no fake shit, that shit, this is real old school shit We can't be duplicated We can't be duplicated No way I know y'all feel me out there Put me on the spot I'm hot, hot as a kettle, you forgot I went back in the days; I'm going back in the days You better behave, time, ain't fucking with your grave I ain't a fucking slave, devil is a lie Uh-oh, did I say it, tilt your hat ha, ha, ha
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