[Hook: Whysir]
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
Don’t know who you’re dealing with, best watch who you’re talking to
Sit and watch the bank roll in from all the hustlin’ I do
In this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
In this urban jungle, I’m out to stick a snatch or two
Pussy tastes like coconut, I think that I’m addicted to it
Shaking trees and chasing tail, yeah, I just might smash her too
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to stick a snatch or two
[Verse 1: Whysir]
Have we lived before? Will we live again?
Wanna live a little bit? Care to make a friend?
Can’t avoid the news, can’t avoid the rent
You could avoid camera phones if you can’t afford offense
With tally marks on tally sheets, we dilly-dally on the fence
Silly, the daily diatribe, we’re assaulted at both ends
Sold and so hopeful, we salivate at the chance
For a little bit of the better-than that only the best can have
Building better buildings and supplying our demands
Vacuous, villainous intention: the trouble on which we stand
Swilling off the nearest teat that’s reachable with hands
Can’t get above what we’re beneath if we can’t understand it
But I can move much quicker than these other motherfuckers do
They just buzz around all day, talking on the phone confused
I can feel the funk that swells like demons just took off their shoes
They conform; I don’t comply, I’m likely to supply some proof
Ominous, this carnivore—the cash and property we hoard
Properly propelling us to put the cart before the horse
Cataloguers, cartographers kinda sorta lost the course
Caught a lot of bodies; bodies caught a lot of body sores
Got a lot that’s going on, we kinda sorta gotta sort
Some will come up going down, and some will go down on a sword
Some will swallow anything their iPhone tells them is important
I think that we’re mirroring ourselves, and now we’re all distorted
In this urban jungle, trying to make a fucking buck or two
You could get lost in parallels of destiny you’re headed to
Stuck up in the trenches with the things you wish you didn’t do
Or swimming with the fishes or in isolated destitute
[Hook: Whysir]
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
Don’t know who you’re dealing with, best watch who you’re talking to
Sit and watch the bank roll in from all the hustlin’ I do
In this urban jungle, trying to flip a buck or two
In this urban jungle, trying to stick a snatch or two
Pussy tastes like coconut, I think I’m addicted to it
Shaking trees and chasing tail, yeah, I just might smash her too
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to stick a snatch or two
[Verse 2: Whysir]
Have you been here before? Will you come again?
Do you wanna cum? Are you coming with a friend?
Blessed to do it however we see fit and get it at all ends
And give in to the giving in, to the giving in again
Movement so divine, I can’t define or comprehend
Come and sit beside me, please, I’m not trying to be demanding
I’m a full-grown man, I’m healthy, I assure I can handle it
Whatever it is that you want, I think that I can hand you it
I see you for yourself, I accept all your changes
I recognize the goddess in you and thank her for her patience
Rising spiritual energy, wanna amplify, not take it
Wanna watch a garden grow with you and guard over and lay in it
The old garden gone and grown over with pavement
No use remembering, let alone saving it
But I’m in her every day, all faded, I wade in it
I’m all on that forbidden fruit if you wanna taste a bit
Now she’s feeling on me, grabbing boxer shorts and shoulder blades
Probably gonna smoke a bowl, but tonight we’re surely gonna blaze
Way your body’s moving, my mind’s enveloped in a haze
Have you seen the patterns that are uniform between these places?
I’ll show you cosmic visions, peer at hard-to-define places
Damn, you’re fine and finding all the finest ways to be persuasive
To the garden’s large but harmless, holy-guarded charmer snake
Branches part, it’s time to feed, I let the feeling overtake me
In this urban jungle, when you’re out to stick a snatch or two
Can catch some feels or catch an itch and even cause a kid or two
Move without intent, you’ll all go down; right now, that’s all that some do
Scared to penetrate because of what others have put them through
Hurt from disconnection from people most connected to them
Fucking people fucking people fucking people, so confusing
Anyway we’re divvied up, it’s us out here that we’re abusing
So you may as well just play it 100, get straight to the music:
In this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
Don’t know who you’re dealing with, best watch who you’re talking to
Sit and watch the bank roll in from all the hustlin’ I do
In this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
[Hook: Whysir]
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to flip a buck or two
Don’t know who you’re dealing with, best watch who you’re talking to
Sit and watch the bank roll in from all the hustlin’ I do
In this urban jungle, trying to flip a buck or two
In this urban jungle, trying to stick a snatch or two
Pussy tastes like coconut, I think I’m addicted to it
Shaking trees and chasing tail, yeah, I just might smash her too
I’m in this urban jungle, I’m out to stick a snatch or two
[Bridge: Whysir]
You do such beautiful things when you move around me
Natural beauty in natural light—what a scene
Oh God, I wanna do such ungodly but natural things
Whisper you want it as well, as you sway while I sing
Sway while I sing
