Jungle Love Lyrics - J. Dilla

Prolific, flow like blow, sniff it 

Get zooted, banging that dope music 

My mind is set, this year niggas better step it up 

I get the job done way before the check is cut 

I don't wrote write raps for free 

If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three 

My motto is simple 

Without that loot your instrumentals stay instrumentals 

A blind man could see the kid's potential 

And take notice so I grind and stay focused 

If I was any hotter, I'd drink straight vodka 

Spit out flames, and piss lava 

That hot fam, try again 

That's why I got hoes like firemen 

You could plug 'em up to hydrants 

I should push a big red truck with sirens 

Got a flow that'll stop beginners 

I maul y'all a shopping center 

Every time I yell I say 

J Detroit I to the L-L-A 

J Detroit I to the L-L-A 

With that raw shit 

Turn it up loud in your car shit 

Finger tips split that cigar shit 

Let's smoke nigga 

Holler at your mans, I'll blow with ya 

With that raw shit 

Turn it up loud in your car shit 

Finger tips split that cigar shit 

Let's smoke nigga 

Holler at your mans, I'll blow with ya 

J Detroit I to the L-L-A 

I bang nothing but that raw shit 

Neighbors bang on the wall pissed from the noise and the blunt scent 

With a chick getting blown like a trumpet 

For wondering how I stand still and still run this 

Full stomach, hunger in the eyes, greedy 

In your speezy take shit like nigga you don't need these 

Titles and mics, homey you don't need these 

My CD's tight like six niggas in a Sea Breeze 

I flow so sick and won't sneeze 

Sack hold craps with no cheese 

Rap Gs, rubberband one hand I part your gold teeth 

J Dilla my nigga I call him OG 

The street symphony, epitome 

The underdogs who grind hard for the victory 

Get them weak rhymes outta my face 

I clap 16 bars that might catch me a case 

I'm back, don't stop til my lungs collapse 

Til then close your eyes, nigga, imagine that