The Message (Petko Turner High Noon Edit)

Kruder & Dorfmeister featuring Melle Mel - The High Noon
Message Edit By Mr. Turner DL >>
https://hypeddit.com/track/cr71fw K&D are most important heroes
for my little being. Support K&D and buy their stuff:
itunes.apple.com/us/artist/kruder…eister/id1422733 It's like a
jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere People pissin' on the stairs, you know they
just don't care I can't take the smell, can't take the noise Got no
money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room,
roaches in the back Junkies in the alley with the baseball bat I
tried to get away but I couldn't get far Cause a man with a tow
truck repossessed my car [Chorus] 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 Standin'
on the front stoop hangin' out the window Watchin' all the cars go
by, roarin' as the breezes blow Crazy lady, livin' in a bag Eatin'
outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag Said she'll dance the
tango, skip the light fandango A Zircon princess seemed to lost her
senses Down at the peep show watchin' all the creeps So she can
tell her stories to the girls back home She went to the city and
got social security She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on
her own [Chorus] 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!
[Chorus] It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep
from goin' under My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool And all the
kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper If I just got a job,
learned to be a street sweeper Or dance to the beat, shuffle my
feet Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps Cause it's all
about money, ain't a damn thing funny You got to have a con in this
land of milk and honey They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again Stabbed that man
right in his heart Gave him a transplant for a brand new start I
can't walk through the park cause it's crazy after dark Keep my
hand on my gun cause they got me on the run I feel like a outlaw,
broke my last glass jaw Hear them say "You want some more?" Livin'
on a see-saw [Chorus] It's like a jungle sometimes It makes me
wonder how I keep from goin' under