歌词
[Verse]
Vines tangled up like words from my mouth, man,
Drums beat steady, hearts in the southlands.
Spears out the quiver, spit darts with precision,
Jungle flow raw, into the mission.
[Verse 2]
Feet stomp ground, rattling the earth's core,
Chant ancient codes, tales from folklore.
Mosquitoes buzzing like beats in the night sky,
Got 'em swarming, can't shake 'em, try and fly high.
[Chorus]
Swing through trees, got that free monkey motion,
Grooves deep as the roots, stirring that jungle potion.
High up in the canopy, life’s a hidden notion,
Hustle through the bush, tidal wave of devotion.
[Verse 3]
Coconut shells clank, echo in the distance,
Ancestors whisper, guiding our persistence.
Paint face, war call, night’s our dominion,
Fire’s flicker dance to the wild’s opinion.
[Bridge]
Skies sing thunder, rivers hold the secret,
Nature’s vast orchestra, can’t beat the sequence.
Feet sync with heartbeat, pulse from the treetops,
In the jungle groove, the music don’t ever stop.
[Chorus]
Swing through trees, got that free monkey motion,
Grooves deep as the roots, stirring that jungle potion.
High up in the canopy, life's a hidden notion,
Hustle through the bush, tidal wave of devotion.
[Verse 4]
Sunrise paints gold on the leaves so bright,
Shadows blend, creatures join the morning light.
Bird calls, melody we can't ignore,
Wild harmony, always asking for more.
[Chorus]
Swing through trees, got that free monkey motion,
Grooves deep as the roots, stirring that jungle potion.
High up in the canopy, life’s a hidden notion,
Hustle through the bush, tidal wave of devotion.
[Verse 5]
Tribal beats echo, reverberate through veins,
Sweat mingles with earth, breaking all chains.
Eyes locked forward, no fear in our vision,
Path carved clear, driven by our mission.
[instrumental solo]
[Bridge]
Stars map our journey, constellations whisper,
Moonlight guides us, ancient ties get crisper.
Heartbeat syncs, nature's drum is the guide,
In this jungle symphony, we find our pride.
[Chorus]
Swing through trees, got that free monkey motion,
Grooves deep as the roots, stirring that jungle potion.
High up in the canopy, life's a hidden notion,
Hustle through the bush, tidal wave of devotion.
[drum slow down]
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