Public Enemy - Rumbo N Da Jungo lyrics

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Yo this is the Wreck League

We 'bout to wreck things in the nine-five

AIYYO~! We gotta set this off!

We gotta set this off, Wreck League, bring it

Wreck League, check, protect ya neck

Stop the presses, I stress the second guesses

Punks jump up, we ain't stressin

Just aggressive by fear to beat and choke the white folk

Let's get ready to rumble!

In the jungle nobody loves a loser cause he lives alone

I'm on a level to find a way to flip {shit}

Words of collision, hit up and roll like a rock

Rhymes is wreckless and the flow is on top

Nobody rocks it quick no more, the beat is still brick

by brick hardcore not cheaper to keep it

Hit me and I hit you back Jack, League gimme some of dat

RUMBLE~!

Let's get ready to RUMBLE~!

I throw the jab, package crazy rappers

Son slaughter thick type beats, {?} cabbage

Attack like a heart failure, mad wicked

Lyrics turn your whole style vivid and spliff lifted

Roulette rapper, brain twistin with the clapper

Near-sight paramedic vocals won't appear right

Prepared to strike, raps is dynamite soaked in gasoline

I dream potent, substance floatin

in my soul blood vessel, words that smoke wrestle

out the mouthpiece son, let it happen

He travel like a captain his lieutenant action or chief rappin

Slaughter cord jaw-damagin {be fraggilin?}

You better keep packin, the new faction

Melquan lifts the Terrordome, vocal assassin

Boom, wham, bang, WE'RE BACK~!

It ain't a Batman flick it's B-Wyze

Ridin on the track, like a

cowboy, rollin on your crew

Sayin "Whassup now boy?" A new sheriff

(I'm offended by..) meet me in the jungle

when you're ready for the rumble

I never mumbled just crashed crushed and crumbled

I'm callin out you, "Come Around My Way"

WARRIORS~! COME OUT AND PLAY-AY~!

Fools who don't wanna do jack but get high

BRRRRAP, BRRRAP, BRRRRAP, BRRRAP, DIE~!!~!

(Back up, back up, listen to the cut)

(Everybody want to know what the hell is up)

(In the jungle, listen to the rumble, check out the rhyme flow)

(Comin like Rambo...)

BAM! BAM! Come with the Black Star thriller

Bavarian thought thriller, natural born killer

Who's the next victim to witness the wrath

of the shogun, flame-smokin MC's in my path

Drop the math, eighty-five percent is dosed

Can't accept the truth, leavin their brain comatose

Who's to blame? Representin the {motherfuckin} name

Wreck League ball,

DY-NO-MITE is the

Zoo, then check Zoo, slice your whole crew

That's it, for Fo Man Choo

I be body rhymin this thing original

Body boom basher, I'm the lyrical master

Who's the rugged body boom banger inspiring minds

To fight and boom bang a physical king and I rock

The body boom banger bash and bump to death

Slice with my device to rip up the set

The Wreck League

We 'bout to wreck things in the nine-five

AIYYO~! We gotta set this off!

We gotta set this off, Wreck League, bring it