psycho realm - concrete jungles lyrics
concrete jungles
(j.gonzalez, c.vargas)
(jacken)
they tell us don’t fight the feeling
that’s why we’re spilling this blood
these murder rates’ll just shoot through the ceiling
in the klling fields if the villain feels threatend or
ridiculed
someone is getting killed ’cause the setting’s ill
liquor stores on every corner
these kids don’t parks with a pop warner
they’re out here roaming these streets and popping
shots on us
pigs stick rocks on us shove in dirty lock-ups
watch for the beast and run the streets with your glock
up
(crow)
torture-machete lungs
head to a gun, ready to run
where you from? the jungle
survival struggle trouble, knife juggle
smuggle drugs and never fumble
thru dust intake rush and break a way to conquer
yardage
my blocks are guarded, talk that garbagem
a bloodbath where white chalk is tracing carnage
f-ck you sargeants
you f-ggot pigs that plant pieces
can eat your pheces
cause when the test increases
my stress release
welcome to the world
endangered species
hook:
well. well, well
we’re living and dying in the jungle
what’cha gotta say about it
nothing at all
there’s nothing you can do but live it
(crow)
the quick speed of a beast set free the bullet spress
thats kinematically moving like telepathy, freeze
think within blink, get left scarred
hit hard, split your heart
ripped apart, knocked off witrh a steel sawed-off
blood is pouring the life and times in sickside
uniforms
skin placards and white staffords
guerrilla newscasters
this is the last chapter
where we put guns to oyu actors
have you speaking in tongues praying to your savior
backward
(jacken)
these predators in the jungle taht misbehave
wear cascades and ben daves, heads shaved
nike cortez, inked up, they call us eses
l.a.’s giving me stress daze
my mother’s blessings protect my -ss from catching a
blast
these sh-ll casings on murder scenes
are telling a story without a word
it means you’re serving burgundy stains on surbs
point to the first degree
we thirst to be king of the jungle
and so we burst the heat it’s your defeat
and this is the cycle in which we curse the street
hook:
well. well, well
we’re living and dying in the jungle
what’cha gotta say about it
nothing at all
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