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Jungle Muzik
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Jah Orah
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[Intro: The D.O.C. & (Mr. Voodoo)
Jungle music (Fire!)
Jungle music (Fire!)
Fire!
Sometimes an opinion is more than an opinion
When it's keenly calculated and inflated in their vision
He who has the gold makes the laws and builds the roads
He who has the guns and information has control
Supposedly they know, but unfortunately they're slow
If I never got to tell you this, how would we ever grow?
TV's only part the problem, it's the person that's within
I've been done smashed my radio and built it back again
When you search for understanding, you come across confusion
How it's manipulated makes me come to one conclusion
Once inside the labyrinth, it's difficult to exit
But the inner eye shall guide you through the darkness when protected
[Pre-Chorus: The D.O.C. & (Mr. Voodoo)
If I let you destroy me (You probably would)
If I lay down and take that (You probably should)
Pop culture media (It ain't all good)
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
You bring the fire, and I bring more wood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
No God is higher than the most high fire
For you ghost god liars with the most try prior
The blood-stained gold is what the weak heart chose
For some zombies that fold with the color of corrode
I light up any pagan, puttin' fate in paper folds
Burn up you jackal souls, tackle foes in the back of woe
No shackles on my feet to keep the move out the groove
Freedom in my speech, a soldier in my attitude
Told ya give me room to groom a fool and turn him to a tool
Show him conscious is the jewel with the one-two rule
No concrete room can hold my va-zoom
I am bars, cryin' stars, the place a packed tomb
Don't get caught up in Babylon's dirty vacuum
Like little institutions mockin' mental classrooms
Your children learnin' nothin' influential past noon
So I give them the serum for the devil's poison
[Pre-Chorus: The D.O.C. & (Mr. Voodoo)
If I let you destroy me (You probably would)
If I lay down and take that (You probably should)
The Babylon system (It ain't all good)
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
You bring the fire, and I bring more wood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Sometimes an expression is more than an expression
When it's deeply integrated in your mind with a coded message
He who shakes the hands and does the dance shall advance
He who has respect in politics shall wear the pants
They wanna take a stance, but it's nothin' in their hands
If I never got to tell you this, how would we have a chance?
Music's only part the message, it's the person that's within
I've been done smashed my ego trip and built it back again
When you search for understandin', you come across confusion
How it's manipulated makes me come to one conclusion
Once inside the labyrinth, it's difficult to exit
But the inner eye shall guide you through the darkness when protected
[Pre-Chorus: The D.O.C. & (Mr. Voodoo)
If I let you destroy me (You probably would)
If I lay down and take that (You probably should)
Pop culture media (It ain't all good)
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
You bring the fire, and I bring more wood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
Jungle music, fire 'pon Hollywood
] (The D.O.C.)
Hear the words of the Rastaman say
Jungle music (Fire!)
Babylon, you're done, done, done, done, done
Babylon, you're done, done, done (Fire!)
Jungle music (Fire!)
Fire!
Jungle music (Fire!)
Fire!
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