man says he can put an end to war They shot George Wallace down He'll never walk around Our mines are sleeping in the sea Blow those bridges down And burn that jungle
retrouve mon flingue il etait dans mes rimes attention je deglingue je degome, je decime au premier rang de ma colere l amerique du grand capital georges
Here we go George george george of the jungle watch out for that tree Or if you're an emcee watch out for me and my man Jazzy Ahh just hitting it Beat
be prayin I fall Tellin the feds, that I'm still cappin the raw Know all about the stash box on the floor of my Porshe Boy George-in it, livin the
as I sabotage My style's so milky I should get down with Haagen-Daaz More heatwave than a do rag does to a CAESAR Give a thermometer a temperature of jungle FEVER George
, I'm trapped Why's that? So many suckers on my sacroiliac It's like a rap-sack, backpack, wic-wic-whack, give me some slack jack Rap is like a jungle
George is in the jungle Knockin? on the door Come to get your children Wants to have a war Come on Lord, you better run Be a long dark night Before this
opposite of what y'all embrace The game wants lames that'll march in place Uh, one of the last from the Garden State that spit like he in a jungle goin
n' bass But you had to be hard on the boulevard When you never gang banged a day in ya town Try to be a manhuter the streets ain't a jungle gym nigga
, Get back! (Calm down) For you niggaz that wanna trap me I make families unhappy I'm tied into the same shit as Boy George and Papi (E'rybody know)
be prayin' I fall Tellin' the feds, that I'm still cappin' the raw Know all about the stash box on the floor of my Porshe Boy George-in it, livin' the
put an end to war He'll never walk around They shot George Wallace down Our mines are sleeping in the sea Blow those bridges down And kill those Vietnamese And burn that jungle
me Till im gone to the break of dawn Revelution in the house uhh rock on Rumble cmon your man Rumble Im Gone! (Sunny and George) in the jungle Down
nigga that be fucking ya' bitch! [MF Doom] What a fella! Like Salt, Pepa, Spinderella I came to spark the deaf, dumb and blind like Helen Keller If I'm not with George of the Jungle
GET - BACK! [Billy Danze] For you niggaz that wanna trap me I make families unhappy I'm tied into the same shit as Boy George and Papi (E'RYBODY KNOW
George is in the jungle Knockin' on the door Come to get your children Wants to have a war Come on, lord you'd better run, Be a long dark night before
bass But you had to be hard on the blue ball When you never gang banged a day in ya town Try to be a man and run the streets and the jungle gym nigga