Pacific Star - Concrete Jungle Lyrics

Concrete jungle
Them boys in the street don't play
Concrete jungle
You just might be their prey
Now what you need is a hot disease (hot disease)
Spin that needle you can take it from me
Like a bottle of scotch heat ya' cold body hot
Got a shotgun pump action aiming at ya' knot
Don't know what you learn in school but this is what I was taught
Concrete jungle baby never gave it a thought
I react, and as a matter of fact
Found a spoon in the park with a steel burned black
Half the cops drive by and don't even turn an eye
Is he even alive? body covered in flies
Lot of people in C.R.A.S.H but they don't know how to drive
Baby shakin' her as with the bug in her thighs
The streets don't play
Better find another way
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
Better watch your back everybody packs a strap
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
It's not about where you're from its about where you're at
Welcome to the jungle, we don't play no games
Get gaffled in a jack move, beat with bats and chains
Welcome to the jungle, where everybody bangs
Hangin' in the alleys, packin straps and shanks
Jungle thugs (oh wee oh wee oh)
Oh they gonna show ya'
Jungle thugs (oh wee oh wee oh)
Oh they gonna show ya'
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
Them boys in the street don't play
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
You just might be their prey
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
Better watch your back everybody packs a strap
Concrete jungle (that concrete jungle)
It's not about where you're from its about where you're at