[Intro]
(C', C') Mowgli, Glimow
Ted-Tedua, gang, gang
The first album, yeah (Ahahah)
Tedua, Chris Nolan (Stronger than before)
(Ni-no, ni-no) Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pah
[Verse 1]
When you told me you're worth (Hey)
I said: "Ok, get your balls out" (Hey)
No, I didn't mean you to show up
With those half-wits of your friends
Molly in the glass, Mowgli
Now that the world turns hurry up and see
From every perspective
For the jungle you have to spit poisonous berries and not cocaine balls
Lucky Tedua because I'm lucky (Oh)
I have a fractured nose, though I have billed
You're not a rapper, you're a reseller
And we don't need another one (No)
In the street
The deputy lieutenant holding the rifle doesn't flush out the tiger
Transceiver to sender
Suppose I have a plan in mind to escape
Shoot! Come back with the dead in coffins
Don't double me up and climb down (Ah)
That dickhead mohawk of yours
That's what the the scene used to tell me last year (Brr)
Now you expect the keys at the gate
I'm from Zena, the cartel, no Cali (Ue)
For the brothers who make troubles
With social workers
[Chorus]
Inside the jungle don't swear, Judas what's the excuse?
I'm the highest and I get it noticing the contact between you and me (Hey)
Plug, plug, plug, plug
Compass with the steps when I have a trap video
Uoh-oh, inside the Benzo full of euros I spend
I take what I need, don't run slowly
I have no electronic control
Bro, if I make 'em, I'm going on a helicopter
But for now you want to fine me to excess
Toward success at two hundred per hour
[Verse 2]
Mate you think you're in Suburra
One day and the next in Gomorrah (Oh)
As minors on the bus
Bringing weed to the school trip
Standing in line still with glue in the throat
As kneaded as it is, you know I placed it
And your crew takes over like a mussel
Or like a crush taken by a rambunctious fool
Hello? Halo? Who am I talking to?
It's not diablo, I'm Mario (Tedua)
Italian, pizza and mafia, but play nice
Milan, the jungle, Bosco Verticale
A monkey in the shade can't climb
This triggers an imbalance in the food chain
Ring road, fence
To be precise, it's a restriction
In neighborhoods where the institution
Leaves inhabitants to the law of the strongest
They don't cut the grass in the soccer fields
But that in the open air drug markets
Bro, you don't have to never say that I don't go hard
More drill than Rafiki the mandrill, Tedua
[Chorus]
Inside the jungle don't swear, Judas what's the excuse?
I'm the highest and I get it noticing the contact between you and me (Hey)
Plug, plug, plug, plug
Compass with the steps when I have a trap video
Uoh-oh, inside the Benzo full of euros I spend
I take what I need, don't run slowly
I have no electronic control
Bro, if I make 'em, I'm going on a helicopter
But for now you want to fine me to excess
Toward success at two hundred per hour