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The Jungle Brothers Brain

funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain

of death Now this was once a mighty nation But then came the plague that they call starvation Now the stomach feels the pain, shocks the brain All because

Not a follower, a dollar wouldn't make me sell my soul Del is old-school compared to your subterfuge I got the same code of ethics Jungle Brothers use

Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother) True Blue (True Blue) Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother) True Blue (True Blue) Cuz I'm a Jungle Brother (Jungle Brother

and sing the war chant The power and the struggle in the concrete jungle And the troubles in the rubbles of the brothers on the bubble And yeah I heard

'm bigger and better,forget about deffer Every time I rocked the mic,I left a Stain in your brain that will remain Stuck in the back of your brain till

Charging,I Have No Brain Im Retarded,We All Not Da Same Im A Martian, You Can Be My Jane Im Ya Tarzan Im From The Jungle Where Da Snakes Is All Poison

is lame they call charging I have no brain I'm retarded We are not the same I'ma Martian You can be my Jane i'm your Tarzan I'm from the jungle where

They givin ??, up to woodsy manipulatin they minds in the alleyways These dizzy and shitty rats, the sizes of kitty-kats They cross paths when traffic subsides; somewhere some brothers