Zzzz Aminé

[Verse 1]
Screamin' west side
'til I D-I-E, bitch
You can see I'm inline
To be the messiah, call me spitfire
That's a fact, me no lie
Your girlfriend hit me like "H-E-Y"
She said, "Young Neezy, come please me"
I cage in the stick, so she love me long time
Shake that ass
Shake it fast, girl, make it clap
Bend your back
Bend your back, girl, make it clap
Mr. O'Reilly, please don't try me
I'll turn your daughter from Topanga to Miley
G-O-D to the five-o'-three
And I tell 'em wake up 'cause the rap game sleep, like

[Chorus]
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The rap game sleeps tonight (awimbawe)
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The rap game sleeps tonight (awimbawe)

[Verse 2]
I'm a young killa
Fuck any dum-diddy-dum dum nigga
Callin' all my real men, this shit is so cold
That my nigga put his headphones on and they froze
Askin' like, "How much a feature?"
"Do you do eagers?" I say, I mean, hey
"You like the coldest," "You prolly don't notice"
I say "Okay, k"
I-I, don't want a rap again
Cause every time I spit, these niggas gettin' to fit in
Don't hop on the beat if you can't hip-hop
Rappers get scared when they shit gets flopped
If you start to warm up, then they say it's all up
Cause nobody give a fuck about they shit they drop