The Message

The Message - Grandmaster Melle Mel/The Furious Five/Grandmaster Flash

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

My brother's doin' bad stole my mother's TV

Says she watches too much it's just not healthy

All my Children in the daytime Dallas at night

Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight

The bill collectors they ring my phone

And scare my wife when I'm not home

Got a bum education double-digit inflation

Can't take the train to the job

There's a strike at the station

Neon King Kong standin' on my back

Can't stop to turn around broke my sacroiliac

A mid-range migraine cancered membrane

Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane

I swear I might hijack a plane

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too

Because only God knows what you'll go through

You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate

And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate

The places you play and where you stay

Looks like one great big alleyway

You'll admire all the number-book takers

Thugs pimps and pushers and the big money-makers

Drivin' big cars spendin' twenties and tens

And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them huh

Smugglers scramblers burglars gamblers

Pickpocket peddlers even panhandlers

You say I'm cool huh I'm no fool

But then you wind up droppin' outta high school

Now you're unemployed all non-void

Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd

Turned stick-up kid but look what you done did

Got sent up for a eight-year bid

Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag

Spend the next two years as a undercover fag

Bein' used and abused to serve like hell

'Til one day you was found hung dead in the cell

But now your eyes sing the sad sad song

Of how you lived so fast and died so young so

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under