Joel Jungle – Bolivia

Joel Jungle – Bolivia Lyrics

Artist: Joel Jungle
Song: Bolivia

My Yankee hat strapped on, the sharpness remind you of Joe DiMaggio
Camouflage suits, but it’s regular gear in cameos
I must’ve seen too many cats hand over Patrick to Danica
While I was in the cut serving the search , surfing Britannicas

That guy that bombed the city with bars & became a wanderer
Crazy words & some kicks like a leather strap to my wrist
& they’re trying to sedate the patient, this needles making me sick
I feel like I’m in Bolivia , my nose is numb as sh#t

And if I tell a doctor , they’re putting Co next to Vid
I get wrapped up in my thoughts ‘til my stomach decides to flip
I grab the mic, & stretch the recipe out for Bolivian flake
I don’t cook crack, but I know to mix it like making beats for drake

I don’t play those nose games, so let me ask you once to clean your plate
& quit while your ahead, or lose your head filling your nasal space
White wall games , we’re playing in snow
We play & pay for the green, you gotta pay it & go

Pick it up take it & go , take it some place & then blow
I don’t care which way you came, Bolivia’s where I’m trying to go
Rappers shaking in their boots like a pirate ship in a storm
I speak bombshells, the type that’ll make you scared to perform

Your Kung fu’s no match, ‘cause over time you lost your form
Then i picked it up off the desk & I saw that your name was torn
I got my black belt from slamming these older beats on the mat
Stretching rappers out with bars, as if I just paid for their tatt

You’ve got an option homie, (what is it?) one out of two like a magic trick
Drop it fast , or catch it the Hardaway on some magic sh#t
That powder from Bolivia, Sosa had the right idea
Tony messed up & they gave him more holes than the colosseum

At Bams funeral I forced myself to look, it was hard to see him
It’s been 7 years with Benny locked up, wait till they free him
I-got-deep-with-the-Swiss making those cuts, it was for the cheese
Now I gotta wash my hands ‘cause my fingertips smell like greed

Those mountaintops in Bolivia remind me of my weed
& when i make it back, for the next few years I’m smoking free
White wall games , we’re playing in snow
We play & pay for the green, you gotta pay it & go

Pick it up take it & go , take it some place & then blow
I don’t care which way you came, Bolivia’s where I’m trying to go
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Release Year: 2021