Welcome To New York City (feat. JAY-Z & Juelz Santana) - Cam'ron

Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well I asked her where she wanna be when she 25 She turned around and looked at me and said "alive" Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well Black Axl Rose Move halfs and wholes Come down to the jungle Just ask for Hov Move blocks and squares Move apples and pears Work pots and pans Just to cop me some Airs My uncle died My Daddy did too Paralyzed by the pain I can barely move My nephew gone My heart is torn Sometimes I look to the sky Ask why I was born My faith in God Every day is hard Every night is worse That's why I pray so hard Why I pray so hard This is crazy God Just when I thought I had everything I lost it all So que sera Get a case of Syrah Let it chase the pain Before it goes too far My dreams is big Reality set in Let off a clip from a automatic weapon Through shots in the door It died in Vegas Though it fought so hard I knew it wouldn't make it I'm a tortured soul I live in disguise Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5 I died in my sleep I'm still Big Pimpin I ball at the mall Beginning of the ending Where the fuck is the sun? It's been a while Momma, look at ya son What happened to my smile? My tears is tatted My rag in my pocket I'm just looking for love I know somebody got it Champagne for the pain Weed for the low God damn I'm so high Where the fuck did I go? I'm losing myself I'm stuck in the moment I look in the mirror My only opponent Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Pres? Either they know or don't care I'm fucking depressed No crying in public Just lying to judges Risking my life I'm already dying, so fuck it well Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well Goddammit!

King of Kings It is what it is I'm the king Yo soy Don Conteo Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando mi combo, forma un alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Salte, que va pasando mi combo Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando las gatas forman alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Que va pasando mi combo Mami tú la matas sola Apodera esa tela Si el record te controla El negro te consuela Rompe esa consola Con Nelly la vuela Como se musea La Miss Piel Canela, eah eah Que es pura candela Incienso y vela A lo vieja escuela Ella tiene ese embrujo Que a mi combo desvela No le des avena O te vas por pela, eah eah Que es pura candela Incienso y vela A las 11, hay escuela Ella tiene ese embrujo Que a mi combo desvela No le des avena O te vas por pela Marchen Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando mi combo forma un alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Salte, que va pasando mi combo Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando las gatas forman alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Que va pasando mi combo One for the money Two for the cars Three for the gangstas Four for the broads Hey, mira mami, ven acá, aquí Hey! Bring it over here Hey! Come and have a seat Sit with a gangsta Kick it with a gangsta Me and Don Omar This shit is gangsta Smoked a jova Took the pistola Say something stupid Te exploto la boca We on we rich, stop it you can't beat Lady see us, se baja los panties Put 'em down, put 'em low, put 'em slow Throw 'em at me baby I'll catch 'em, I'm a pro Puerto Rico, oh Black people, oh Everybody that's on perico, oh Put your hands up, stand up This is more than just a jam This is history (Uno, dos, tres, cua-) Ella sin ropa Te flota en las tropas Burbujas que se estrujan Con un Champagne en copa Si se pone las botas La nota te explota Házlo suavecito Que solita se azota Se toca to'a Te aprieta como boa Su beso de malta Y te sabe hasta a cocoa Ella anda con un combo Que dice que va a to'as Eso lo vemos ahora, ahora Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando mi combo forma un alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Salte, que va pasando mi combo Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando las gatas forman alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Que va pasando mi combo Socio no me ronques Porque Vas a sentir el torque No te toque', ni nos provoque' O te dejo caer el bote Socio no me ronques Porque Vas a sentir el torque No te toque', ni nos provoque' O te dejo caer el bote Marchen Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando mi combo forma un alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Salte, que va pasando mi combo Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Marchando las gatas forman alboroto Uno, dos, tres, cuatro Que va pasando mi combo (Marchen) Esto es King of Kings, papi (Juelz Santana, you know) Don Otra cosa (King of Kings) (Don Omar) Este es Nelly El Arma Secreta Un clásico, a lo' bolsillo' Lo presenté yo, tú sabe' (El Arma Secreta) Nelly Tú sabes, tú sabes (They know) Naldo (Nelly The Secret Weapon) (King of Kings) Don

Going back to New York city To do the things I never did I'm heading back to New York city To see the things I never saw Things like the ABC No Rio oh oh I'm gonna search this town both high and low I'm gonna go all the places where New Yorkers go. I'm gonna see Staten Island gonna take the boat I'm gonna search every place till I reach zero Going back to New York city You might be by those Asian trees I'm heading back to New York city Times square and all those Broadway babes And if the devil has a playground yeh yeh You wanna bet New York is the devil's swing Let's shake let's make a deal Of all the bright light cities spread around the globe There ain't a skyline better than New York New York I'm going back to the place I lost my heart I'm going back to the place I lost my heart Spend my time trying to find you Here in New York Going back to New York city To do the things I never did I know I'm gonna find you baby yeh yea I'm gonna search this town both high and low I'm gonna go all the places where New Yorkers go. I'm gonna see Staten Island gonna take the boat I'm gonna search every place till I reach zero I'm going back to New York city Heading back to find you I'm going back to New York city Heading back to find you