Jungle Brothers

[maceo]
Me, plug three, the one they call baby huey
The one that gets all the money (all the money)
Yeah, that's right

[dove]
A fat funky fruit with a whole lot of tang
A little something called doing our own thang
Breaking the beat others wished they broke
Bassline so dope that you just might choke
Don't bite off something that you can't chew
And don't trail behind when I'm coming through
Fronting the feel that you really can't feel
Cause you're trying to feel what's on my reel to reel

[q-tip]
A tree is growing
Can't you see what I see? a white blue fruit to boot
We count to ten before we pass the crews, now that's family
Equipped with the brothers and the sisters and the sisters and the brothers
And all others, with the funky flairs, the bugged-out hairs
It's the life of riley, I'm really ready
Gazing at the dollar fill of rap
The cool june bugs, the wicks, the wacks
Praise the rhythms for what it beez
And praise the lord for the jb's

We're doing our own thang (repeat 4x)

[posdnuos]
Isn't it cool when you cut your hair
And the blood is red instead of sellout green
This is not the music for an r&b mind
This is flower intertwined with a vine
(in other words this is rose)
You see what I mean? or see what grandpa bam saw
Funk we transmit is unstable
One condition if I am able to say
(yes you may) well hey, let's get on with it
Vocal confetti is thrown, sometimes spitted
Out the vents of hecklers and fans
Either which way they all hop on the van
The band, the band, here comes the band
The tribe of fingers all on one hand
Me, myself, and I are dark
Monie love the mouthpiece, it's now yours to spark

[monie love]
Sister monie, the only one here who missed a plane back to london
Residing with my brothers and I learned a lot from them
About the group, how to be smooth and play funky
And sometimes rated it's kind of funky, but it's cool
For we are beyond the stereotypes
Coordination crazy, but still it sounds hype
Rocking on and off beat, and I do believe I'm right (you're right)
Am I wrong? (yeah, son)
Don't be mad, be glad I missed the plane, I'm staying
With the brothers jungle, soul, and the tribe I'm saying
Funky funky rhymes that always stay in swing
I believe we doing our own thing

We're doing our own thang (repeat 4x)

[afrika]
Well my family sets all the trends
From soul to soul, large to loose ends
? and I all my groups like kill?
(cause that's where the money's at)
Yeah, the industry's filled with copycats
R&b mixed with sloppy raps
Tribes like us always open doors
But what for, so you can get yours?
You ain't in to it, all you want is profit
So I ask you please to stop it
Leave me alone, get off my bone
Cause I'm doing my own...

[mike g]
A new seed, a new breed
A new man you to feed the greed
A new pair of boots for a new piece of butt
Sweet daddy are you there? (sammy b is on the cut!)
Spinning back for a rap that's laid back
Read to kic back, those get no slack
I may rock a rhyme or I may start to sing
But still, I'm doing my own thing

[dove]
In comes the mood of jungle and daisies
Play the same and let the vibes grace me
All hold hands and let's walk about
And form a cirlce and talk about
Don't follow the path that we're stepping
Truth to the soul is what I'm cramming
Reasons for this is that the family's strong
And like bob marley said we're jammin
Seeing is beliving, so see and believe
And let the groove of the new proceed
A whole bunch of love, peace signs, and fun
So let's do what's got to be done, you know?

Black Woman, mother of my earth
Black Woman, you gave me birth
You can truly see what's in me
You can help me be the best that I can be
You feed my fire when I'm on the wire
Keepin' me calm when it's gettin' higher
Sweet like sugar and hot like wine
Always keepin' ya on my mind
Givin' my life a new light to reach for
Givin' me so much how could I ask for more
Keepin' us tight when we're gettin' loose
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice
Black Woman

You started off just a little girl
Given the power to change the world
And though some of your ways to man are odd
You are the proof that there is a God
Black Woman ya are the mother of all
Black Woman ya stand so firm and tall
And as you aged mind body and soul
You became more beautiful
You are the Future you are the Wisdom
The Wisdom that the evil Forces tried to hide
But no longer will you be hidden
In my Jungle you always will exist
Your wish is my command
Yo command is my wish
And the job of the Man is to respect
And protect be fruitful and multiply
Honor and love love and honor
Until the Day She Dies
Black Woman

Love - the woman's weapon
With every great man there's a woman behind him
Her womb is the chamber that produces life
Her breast provides the nutrition for growth
A guardian angel in the flesh
Representin' the man that watches over us both
Sent from the Heavens and the skies above
Black Woman it's you that I love
You are the Moon that I reach for
There's no doubt in my mind that it's you I adore
Sent from the Heavens and the skies above
Black Woman it's you that I love

"Just listen, Don't do it, Pay attention, Here we go"

Ahhh! Pleasant day in Egypt, I say
Say, what is this?

(Afrika)
A tisket, a tasket
I wonder what's in that basket
Sweet Daddy strolled by and said haven't you seen here?
That right there is Belly Dancin Dina
Now I'm all junglistcally horny
Desperate to see this fine young lady
Toot, toot, toot, pulled out my flute
Yeah, she was so cute
I said I like the way you move around
Do you wanna get down?
I wanted to take her home with me
Behind the bush and up my tree
So I blowed and blowed and I kept on blowing
Hey, wait a minute, baby! Where you going?

(Mike G)
Dina! Never should have seen her
Hooked by her look now I feel like I need her
Body so pure, she's shaped like an hourglass
As I turned around I peeped out her megablast
I needed acquaintance cause I had no patience
Drugged (by her bellybutton?) no, by her radiance
The hips did dips so I did flips
The pucker of her lips could sink battleships
The basket's glowing from the diamonds' glitter
If I only had it in me to go get with her
The moment I got it I needed a casket
Cause she blew me a kiss and jumped back in the basket

(Hook)
Belly Dancin Dina!
Boy, you should have seen her
The way she moved her body
All across the dance floor
Tore me all apart, straight to my heart
And it was nothing but a freaky art

(Kool DJ Red Alert)
Live from 113th Street and Seventh Avenue
Straight out the pyramid, we gon bring to you
The live one they call Belly Dancin Dina!

(Afrika)
Well, today's the day, hooray hooray
Yippee yie yo, yippee yie yie yay
Everybody's waiting for her to arrive
Oooh, she makes my nature rise
All dressed up in her sparkling clothing
I might pass out when that basket opens
Ordinarily I'm not the kind who fiends
Could it be her cute little finger tambourines?
I don't know but it's making me hard
(How hard?) Harder by the yard
Thousands of brothers had congregated
Stone boom, waited and waited
They came in peace, they paid their funds

(Kool DJ Red Alert)
OK, Y'ALL HERE SHE COMES!

(Mike G)
I've got to go get her (Word?)
And if you got bananas I'll be glad to betcha
Push back my chair to walk across the floor
As I got closer her body shook more
My eyes were set on her jelly-like belly
And if I'm dreaming don't nobody tell me
People started standing, I started losing sight
And I was really feeling like this was my night
I dipped to one side and then to another
Ahh, I see Dina! Oooh, my brother
I made a quick to dash to put my hands on ­
Poof! Dina was gone...

(Afrika)
And when she disappeared to no one knows
All she left behind were her silky clothes
Smelled the smell of her sweet perfume
Heard a voice say: "I'll be back real soon"
Say, say, where you going?

(Hook)
Belly Dancin Dina!
Boy, you should have seen her
The way she moved her body
All across the dance floor
Tore me all apart, straight to my heart
And it was nothing but a freaky art

(feat. Vinia Mojica)

You don't know who you are
Look back into your past, brother
Look back into your past, sister
Look back into your past, sister
Look back into your past, brother

[Afrika]
My forefather was a king
He wore fat gold chains and fat ruby rings
Nobody believes this to be true
Maybe it's because my eyes ain't blue
You ain't gonna find it in your history book
Come here, young blood, and take a look
Dig down deep inside this hard cover
Don't you know you was bought, brother
All you read about is slavery
Never about the black man's bravery
You look at the pictures and all they show is
Afrikan people with bones in their noses
That ain't true, that's a lie
You didn't get that from my lemon pie

[Mike G]
Yeah, I cut class, I got a D
Cause History meant nothing to me
Except a definite nap
That's why I always sat in the back
I'd talk to girls or write a rhyme
Cause I didn't know (all times are black man's times)
When I was young my mama told me stories
Of black peoples' fight to bring us glory
I used to think these were stories to put me to sleep
But now I know mama's talk wasn't cheap
I know Afrika's for Afrikans
And history's the blood of every woman and man

"Now I begin another search, the incredibly involved
The incredibly difficult and incredibly frustrating search
Trying to pull together the history of a people"

[Afrika]
Page one, page two, page three
And still no signs of me
Yeah, so I looked into the table of contents
They wrote a little thing about us in the projects
Only history we make is if we kill somebody
Rape somebody, but other than that we're nobody
Speaking like a Brother living in the Jungle
I know I was here first but I remain humble

[Mike G]
Now it's time to rekindle the fire
A tribe of young brothers with the eye of the tiger

[Afrika]
Acknowledge your own, we have a home
Put on this earth to live and roam

[Mike G]
Christopher chose to explore
DISCOVERED AMERICA! Yeah, sure

[Afrika]
He thought the planet was square
Travelled many places, we already had been there
We left tracks, backtrack back
First civilisation, you know where that was found at
Looking for the true black days of glory
That's history, that's his story

[Vinia Mojica x4]
The red's for the blood and the black's for the man
The green is the colour that stands for the land

Ahhhhh...
WJBS, on your radio dial
With the morning of the fox, that rocks the box
Expect sunshine today!
For yesterday's rain has faded far away
Now we seek a brand new day, a brand new way
Learn my brothers and sisters, learn

(Mike G)
Nighttime fades away, on to the next day
The weatherman predicts a clear sunny Saturday
Relax laid back and feelin the cool breeze
Positive vibes in sauce and the melodies
Gather my leaves and all my minerals
Fix myself a bowl of vegetables
Ice cold water and chopped up fruits
Gonna be a long day so I throw on my boots
Stretch out my hut and beyond the sun rises
Clouds gather round and suddenly hides it
Doubled back cause it started pourin
Children scared of the thunder roarin
Given the light but now there's darkness
Started with intelligence, now there's ignorance
Negative vibes now I don't feel right
I want my sunshine, I want my sunlight
Same old story, over and over
Somebody tryin to take knowledge over
So I fight back with a native dance
Sing my song and chant my chants

(Afrika)
Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and..

Mindin' my business, hangin' on the scene
Kangaroos rolled by - but I was clean
?? got my tiger skin suit
Hair braided up and my Jungle Brother boots
Hopped on the vine and swung through the city
Today's your day, said the neighborhood gypsy
Kept on jumpin to the other side of town
The place where I want to go to get down
Jam-packed and one green light
Not a crumb or crack and I'm feelin alright

(Mike G)
?? vibe and all systems go (uh-huh)
Packin my gear, headin for the next show (yeah)
Coolin on the stoop, waitin for my ride
My man Keith steps to my side
Chris pulls up, Uncle Sam next to him (uh-huh)
I step to the curb he says, "C'mon, get in!"
Grandma waved as Chris hits the gas (yeah)
My hat flew off and Keith just laughed
Afrika's with Sam, holdin on to his seat
As Sam does ninety to a new Bush beat
Arrive to the show with no time to spare
Check in the mirror run my hand through my hair
Offered drinks and drugs, to get me high
I put my hands in my pocket and passed them by

(Afrika)
Well uhh, ahh-ooooh - I stretched out and yawned
Brushed my teeth then I carried on
Got myself dressed and off to work
I got there early, the boss was happy
"Hey, good mornin Afrika
Let me show ya the surprise that I have for ya"
Pulled out a check and read out raise
And I be cold vacationed for 60 days
60 days, layin in the shade
And on top of that I'm stone cold paid
Packed the trunk of clothes and funk
Jumped on the plane, now what's my name?
Honey child, you can't tell me nothin
Out in the Motherland for two whole months and
WHOO! Feelin alright
Uh-huh, feelin alright..

{*Afrika scats*}

(Mike G)
Home from the show and I'm layin back
Pulled an old school tape from out my rack
Tall glass of AJ and a real soft seat
As Pow-Wow rocks a rhyme to Billy Squire, Big Beat
Cool C recalls of the crowd sayin YEAH
As many hands were thrown up in the air
I've got a fine memory of a very fine night
Can't sleep a wink cause I'm feelin alright!

{*Afrika scats*}

(Afrika)
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah
Feelin alright, feelin alright.. *scat*
Feelin alright, feelin alright *scat*
Feelin alright, feelin alright *scats to near end*

Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah {*fades out*}

"Breakdown..."
Round and round, upside down
Living my live underneath the ground
Never heard of and hardly seen
A whole lot of talk about the Red, Black and Green
So dirty you didn't wanna deal with it
So funky you didn't wanna got with it
But that's alright, no problem, cool
Sent to the Earth to educate the fool
Waiting around for my shell to crack
After that you can't hold me back
Looking out for the danger signs
Jungle Bros bringing forth a change in times
Left, right, some ask from which angle
Straight up the middle, reality's the riddle
Sending a message to the old and young
Confused about where I come from
What planet? What channel? What station?
AfriKa from the Zulu Nation...

Confused, no landing, no understanding
But I knew not to give what life was demanding
Found a new tab, thought I'd take a grab
Tired of brothers who feign to backstab
Beating a bigger drum, better days will come
And if they don't come, I'll get up and make some
First you crawl before you walk
First you think before you talk
I found in life that you wear a hard hat
Protect your mind and bad things will stay back
Vultures flocking around on corners
Snakes slide through our law and order
Years slip away and I get older
Leaves hit the ground and it gets colder
My heart pumps faster so I get bolder
That's when I ask my brother to...take over!
My mellow, Uncle Sam!

(Ladies and gentlemen, live from the Planet Rock we have the
J.Beeeeees...)

You see some listen but still don't hear
Some seem far but are real near
I climb a mountain to reach a kingdom
And if they're willing, sure I'll bring them
Think to the needy and then to the greedy
Rely on the heaven and earth to feed me
Move to the motions of the moon
(Take out your shades!) Cause the sun comes soon
To plan my day I look at the sky
I see rain and I still ask why...
Broke the airwaves, trying to make waves
Finally came through but came in mono
Frequencies I kept on fighting
Satelliting what I was writing
Three years, finally got through
Came through in stereo...
So hello everybody and how ya'll doing?
We gonna say a few words and keep on stepping
People watching to see what we would do
Live on air you heard us say to you:

The city's a jungle and we are the brothers
This so-called King Of The Jungle will run for cover
All of your minds have been set into a trance
So instead of fighting out our problems...
We order ya'll to dance!

Sexy lover smokin' with passion
step to the front if you wanna see the action
glance at the mic should I rock my style
it's been a long time since I got buck wild
sometimes I feel lost in the sauce
when it comes down to who's the boss
am I being too soft
feenin' for your love and your special attention
trying to get you to look in my direction
eh you 'bout straight, put a cake in your oven
got to see me to get the good lovin'
wanna get the chance to sex and romance ya
on the dance floor, yeah you want more
I'm wit your girlfriends on the weekend
I give you all types of freakin' now you tell me you're leavin'
girl get a grip cause I'm hittin' all angles
you know how the game goes
you gon' feel shamefull

When you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
(you don't want this)
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
(you want that)
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back

Spotlight game tight
every night new sights
who would ever think life could be so nice
everything's love til you find out the price
you're saying you're sick of the same routine
can't serperate life from a floor style dream
you wanna take a look split from the scenes
when you thought you got a grip it's true you lost steam
kick start strain but you can't find step
in your place is a stud with a bit more pep
little less rep secret well kept
aid her when you need every night you slept
heard it all before can't beleive it came true
hard to see what a good party'll do
what ya gon' do listen to your crew
shoulda took a better look at who's sleeping with you

When you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back

Everytime I turn around you're lookin' for somethin' new
talkin' 'bout who got to find something else to do
who you wit' and what you want is just a fantasy
that's why I keep tellin' you your ass need to be with me

You know what I'm sayin'
that's what you want...

When you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back
when you had it, you didn't want it
now you ain't got it, so you want it back