.(Word up)
Jungle Brother, JB for short
A bite a bit my rhyme and we almost fort
But since he was a brother I thought that'd be wrong
So I let him go, I let him run along (Run along)
I write rhymes like I come from New York City
My DJ spin the music down to the nitty gritty
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