jungle temple (feat. Che Poarch & JAX)

This guy's off his nut Slashed eye and he made it cut 2 tries and he made it up In writer's block he's stuck But he made it out And maybe you call it luck but 2 lost albums surmounted A mountain he moved For those we don't give a f*ck 10 past 9 at the station And I hop on the train Earphones in And my eyes fixate on the window pane Transparent glass, like Kim-Kim K Uh oh, KKK Redo that line again I'm sat on the tube watching the stations pass Not taking the mick Saw a drunk guy came on And he took a seat real quick Ticket inspector, hops on and hes taking a pic Hey young man, can you show your card I saw you bump and you did it slick No ring on his finger Our boys in need of a chick But he flung his leg And the officers just gone and taken a kick He says get down; I'm not paying you shit But the inspectors up And he says he'll let him go if he just sucks on his What? Whoever wrote that line, own up now Cause you're getting sacked in the morning mate Whey I got jewellery About who you chose to be F*ck all the scrutiny Even if you foolish, you still knew it I rock the gold chain like it's no pain Chop it like cocaine I ain't sharing my credit card with you Never both names Step aside snowflake Cos you don't wanna You progressive and protagonist I'll light you off with propane 3 pros and only 2 cons I'm out like Conway Easy going wrong ways When you on stage You get thrown off So far, its Poarch the main inspiration For hay days, no horse Of course I'm the main course Che Ch-Ch Che Poarch Yeah This guy's off his nut Slashed eye and he made it cut 2 tries and he made it up In writer's block he's stuck But he made it out And maybe you call it luck but 2 lost albums surmounted A mountain he moved For those we don't give a f*ck Man, I don't give a f*ck Been 2 days and I'm off my nut In 2 years, I might find my stuff But on tour man I got Writer's Block When I'm writing up Stay with pace and I might come up You stopped with rap When you ain't that tough Man you ain't enough And I move like one bat Still gassed up, you ain't on that All Mortal no Kombat Out and about and I still stay hooked Fish out of water I wont give up Blinded by love but I still see trust Snap my fingers turn to dust I said bar for bar, you ain't murder us JAX you ain't heard of much I said JAX you ain't heard of us But I'm back He's back The rhyme scheme criminal Got all lies, in a sea of subliminals Spit a 14 and wait until its killing You bring the morphine, I take it more serious Say you saw me, you ain't that mysterious Shit you caught me, your rhymes they bore me Huh Yeah Your rhymes they bore me Check Your rhymes bore me 1-4 on my back yeah Call me Henry Girls ask for the number, I say 14 Still matured as a person after Morzine Bars got layers; call em porcine But I stay lay em down share like a floor scene More P's, happiness up and more G's By that I mean friends I can't afford weed This guy's off his nut Slashed eye and he made it cut 2 tries and he made it up In writer's block he's stuck But he made it out And maybe you call it luck but 2 lost albums surmounted A mountain he moved For those we don't give a f*ck This guy's off his nut Slashed eye and he made it cut 2 tries and he made it up In writer's block he's stuck But he made it out And maybe you call it luck but 2 lost albums surmounted A mountain he moved For those we don't give a f*ck Shoutout Elise Jungle Temple Temple Aight