Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle
And yet there`s more to life than misery
We have to have unity in our community
We have to work together brothers and sisters
(I`m from the ghetto)

Yeah, this is Dr. Ben, I`m with Jim Jones
(Lord knows, I was on the run confused)
DipSet forever
(S**t)
We`re talking about a concrete jungle
(Yeah, it sure is a jungle)
Life or death, you have to choose life
(I done seen it all, at least I think I seen it all)

I`m with my concrete jungle, no Tarzans and Janes
Diesel by the bundles and the hard grams of Caine
D`s when they come through, it`s hard to get some change
Smoking weed getting drunk, in the car for a flame

Yeah, I see the traffic but we dipping on the shoulder
Winter start to set in, it`s only getting colder
And I miss you all my political soldiers
Most are doing life for moving bricks or doing hold-ups

Damn, I know we caught up in the fast life
Some like a fiend when they caught up on the glass pipe
Me, I`m still caught up from last night
Same clothes from the club on the block getting cash right

Damn, you know this world full of misery
Some get tore up `til they hurl off the liquor B
Somebody told me that the girls need the chivalry
That`s why I cop ice `til they ass get the shivers B

Ain`t nothing sweet living in this ghetto
(Ain`t nothing sweet about it)
Been there, done that, running in the streets
(Running wild)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

Trying to make the most of my hustle
(I gotta hustle)
Been there, done that, so I can live out all my dreams
(Live out my dreams)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

For the coke I would sleep hard
But the game drove me nuts, in the streets, I`m a full-fledged retard
Was the city block overseer
Man your life is Chuck E. Cheese, mine is a pizzeria

How many pies I done flipped? I lost count
How many guys I done gave s**t? I lost count
Holding but I can`t ignore cheating
Any day your life could be the hot topic at that board meeting

They discussing who`ll stretch you for your trees
For your thievery, you living, you breathing for no f**king reason
That`s how it is when you make a man
That`s why your man`s gotta learn to make himself then you shake his hand

Man, I`m into catching heavy clams
And when Dezzy can us when it comes to dumping I got heavy hands
Ain`t gonna be right for your picking jet
This is ours, the square is where we eat, this our kitchenette

Ain`t nothing sweet living in this ghetto
(Ain`t nothing sweet about it)
Been there, done that, running in the streets
(Running wild)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

Trying to make the most of my hustle
(I gotta hustle)
Been there, done that, so I can live out all my dreams
(Live out my dreams)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

I let my temper hit the floor
I be staring through the mirror as I serenade my halls
I`m fond of the juices that marinate they drawers
My shorty, she bank a carrot with the four `cause

If you take us out, the streets will evolve
Some ni**az they live to eat, some ni**az eat to survive
And my conscience keep disturbing me, f**king with my energy
Ni**az that I thought was friends, really the enemy

Dear Lord, please grant me the serenity
To accept the things that I cannot change
Locked up for eight years and ain`t join no gangs
Been converted to true ni**a, I`m as real as they come

And any moment I have you staring the barrel of my gun
Put my dick up in the streets but I`m married to the slums
Put the chips up in the ante and tally up the sum
I`m having fun, hitting the fiends in the allies with some jums

Ain`t nothing sweet living in this ghetto
(Ain`t nothing sweet about it)
Been there, done that, running in the streets
(I`m running young, wild and free)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

Trying to make the most of my hustle
(I`m trying to make the most of my hustle)
Been there, done that, so I can live out all my dreams
(Live out my dreams, live out my dreams)
Now put your lighters to your head, ni**a ride

Alright, yeah but in choosing life, you got choices
(Oh yeah)
The jungle is full of everything
It`s the mother and the father of creation
(Ain`t nothing sweet about it)
But listen up, you have to choose something for yourself
Do something for yourself, make something of yourself

That`s what time it is
(Don`t let go)
Go strong, be strong, stand for something in life
(All my young soldiers)
Yeah, concrete jungle, I can feel it, I can smell it
(Sometimes it gets hard)
Jim Jones is spitting truth, the power
(Don`t let `em pull your car over)
Now and forever more
Making life the way it should be

Ain`t nothing sweet about it
Make me want to scream and shout it
But I know I got to hold on and just roll on