Jungle Brother (True Blue) (Aphrodite mix) Lyrics

Jungle Brother (True Blue) (Aphrodite mix)

Jungle Brothers
(The JBeez, the JBeez...)

10th round,

And still catching that beat down

So I retreat back to my old stomping ground,

Regroup and lounge,

Put on a couple of pounds,

And make plans to create the raw, homegrown sounds

Without love and support,

I might come up short,

But I dare not resort, to the low-life sport

Young bucks nowadays,

Even kids my own age,

Making front page

By getting locked in the cage

Pumping, self-destruction

And self-reduction

Souls get sucked into the evil corruption

The odds are against me

And the world won't present to me

Bad thoughts on my mind

But I won't let it tempt me

Organized confusion, negative illusion

I throw up my guard to combat intrusion

Say what say what say what

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Now if I worry to much about all my have nots

I might not recoginize just what I've got

I've got control of my soul and I gotta firm hold

And if I keep on holding, I'ma reach my goals

When I'm walking through the streets

I see all sorts, BIG wasn't lying about them drugs and sports

Gotta keep my head up and everything is alright

Cuz if I want to get this cash, I got to be game tight

Baby girl is at home and she's screaming "Daddy"

Momma don't know, just might think I'm out pimping in a nice caddy,

But it ain't like that
Trying to keep that rogue status up off my back

So when the loot come through,

I do what I gotta do,

Cuz indeed I'm Jungle Brother, just to stay true blue.

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

(The JBeez, The JBeez...)

Ya

For all my peoples out there, in the NYC

JBeez is the initial, got to keep it official,

Ripping up the game plan, and send it off like a missile

Business is intact, now we come back strapped

So if something go down, we rearrange contracts

Coming b*** and exact

To take your mental out the shack

Dunk your cookie in my milk

And let it soak in my rap

On the mic I talk about the blight

To reach new heights

Put up a fight with everything in sight

That blocks my light

Label my generation

X marks the spot
We make it hot

We don't stop

To bust back, we just keep

Busting the (Blam blam)

Bulletproof brain cells

The name spells out success

That will remind you of the place where the JBeez rest

Stay black and rhyming

Till the day that I'm dieing

Death defying

Shaky eyeing

And God I'm relying

Test up my import, make a million or more

Keep the radio rocking, fill up the dance floor

When we come to the jam

No glissening gimmicks

Break it off on your right

See my style has no limits

Handle BI like a true blue jungle GI

Make the ladies reply with the wink of an eye

Rhyme writing, counter lighting

Emcees like this make hits for competition

Like slitting your wrists

Each sequel's so lethal

That no other can equal

Spark it up for the jam

But rock it on for the people

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother)

True Blue (True Blue)

Every day, all day, it goes down like this

(The JBeez, the JBeez...)

Writer(s): Michael Benton Small, Samuel Louis Burwell, Nathaniel Phillip Hall Copyright: Songs Of Polygram Int. Inc., Jungle Brothers Music