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Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five - The Message

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It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

Broken glass everywhere! People pissing on the stairs. You know they just don't care. I can't take the smell, can't take the noise. Got no money to move out. I guess I got no choice. Rats in the front room, roaches in the back. Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat. I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far. Because a man with a tow truck repossessed my car.

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge. I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

Standing on the front stoop, hanging out the window, watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow. Crazy lady living in a bag. Eating out of garbage pails. Used to be a fag hag. Said she'll dance the tango. Skip the light fandango. A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses. Down at the peep show watching all the creeps, so she can tell her stories to the girls back home. She went to the city and got so so seditty. She had to get a pimp. She couldn't make it on her own.

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge. I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

My brother's doing bad. Stole my mother's TV. Says she watches too much. It's just not healthy. "All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night. Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight. The bill collectors, they ring my phone and scare my wife when I'm not home. Got a bum education, double-digit inflation. Can't take the train to the job. There's a strike at the station. Neon King Kong standing on my back. Can't stop to turn around. Broke my sacroiliac. A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane. Sometimes I think I'm going insane. I swear I might hijack a plane!

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge. I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

My son said, Daddy, I don't want to go to school because the teacher's a jerk. He must think I'm a fool. And all the kids smoke reefer. I think it'd be cheaper if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper. Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet. Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps because it's all about money. Ain't a damn thing funny. You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey. They pushed that girl in front of the train. Took her to the doctor. Sewed her arm on again. Stabbed that man right in his heart. Gave him a transplant for a brand new start. I can't walk through the park cause it's crazy after dark. Keep my hand on my gun because they got me on the run. I feel like an outlaw. Broke my last glass jaw. Hear them say "You want some more?" Living on a see-saw.

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge. I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

A child is born with no state of mind. Blind to the ways of mankind. God is smiling on you, but he's frowning, too, because only God knows what you'll go through. You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate and your eyes will sing a song called deep hate. The places you play and where you stay looks like one great big alleyway. You'll admire all the number book-takers. Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers. Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens and you'll want to grow up to be just like them. Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers. You say I'm cool. I'm no fool. But then you wind up dropping out of high school. Now you're unemployed, all null and void. Walking round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd. Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did. Got sent up for a eight-year bid. Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag. Spend the next two years as a undercover fag. Being used and abused to serve like hell until one day, you was found hung dead in the cell. It was plain to see that your life was lost. You was cold and your body swung back and forth. But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song of how you lived so fast and died so young.

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge. I'm trying not to lose my head. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under. It's like a jungle sometimes. It makes me wonder how I keep from going under.

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Duration: 6 minutes and 3 seconds
Country: United States
Language: English
License: All rights reserved
Views: 771
Posted by: eslhiphop.com on Aug 1, 2013

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