It's like a jungle sometimes,
how I keep from going under.
Says she watches too much,
All my children in the daytime,
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Can't take the train to the job,
there's a strike at the station
I'm King Kong standing on my back,
can't stop to turn around
Sometimes I think I'm going insane,
I swear I might hijack a plane
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes,
how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes,
how I keep from going under
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
You'll grow in the ghetto
And your eyes will sing a
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the num
Thugs, pimps, and pushers,
and the big money makers.
spending twenties and tens,
You say, I'm cool, I'm no fool,
But then you wind up dropping
but look what you done did,
Got sent up for a eight -year bid.
Till one day you was found
But now your eyes sing the sad,
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
how I keep from going under