America's Jungle (The Streets):

Will you follow me into the jungle?

Do you dare step into the unknown,

where death causes the pavement to moan?

Struggle pave's the way with each step you take,

do you dare play a game with your fate?

Do you dare enter the jungle?

were fright and fear meet,

where god don't reside on the streets?

will you follow me to a place where

gun shots bark at night,

Bullets leaving the chamber is what lights up the night.

Can you speak the language of the jungle?

where saying the wrong thing could get you caught up

or even in a tangle, where your life you are now fighting for.

Are you strong enough to live in the jungle?

Are you strong enough to have preditors surround you,

where peditors look at you like a meal, 

heartless, hunger and feeding time is what they feel.

Are you strong enough to live in America's jungles?

Where its everyone for themselves,

having to have the primal instinct to protect yourself.

Are you ready to follow me into the jungle?