It's a very great classic of American rap. An interplanetary hit from the 80s. "<b>The message</b>" by <b>GRANDMASTER FLASH AND THE FABULOUS FIVE</b>. <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>Broken glass everywhere <br>People pissin' on the stage, you know they just don't care <br>I can't take the smell, can't take the noise <br>Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice <br>Rats in the front room, roaches in the back <br>Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat <br>I tried to get away but I couldn't get far <br>'cuz a man with a tow truck repossessed my car <br> <br>Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge <br>I'm trying not to lose my head <br>Uh huh ha ha ha <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window <br>Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow <br>Crazy lady, livin' in a bag <br>Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag <br>Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango <br>A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses <br>Down at the peep show watchin' all the creeps <br>So she can tell her stories to the girls back home <br>She went to the city and got social security <br>She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own <br> <br>Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge <br>I'm trying not to lose my head <br>Uh huh ha ha ha <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>My brother's doin' fast, on my mother's TV <br>Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy <br>"All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night <br>Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight <br>The bill collectors, they ring my phone <br>and scare my wife when I'm not home <br>Got a bronk education, double-digit inflation <br>Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station <br>Neon King Kong standin' on my back <br>Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac <br>A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane <br>Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane <br>I swear I might hijack a plane! <br> <br>Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge <br>I'm trying not to lose my head <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school <br>'cuz the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool <br>And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper <br>if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper <br>Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet <br>Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps <br>'cuz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny <br>You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey <br>They pushed that girl in front of the train <br>Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again <br>Stabbed that man right in his heart <br>Gave him a transplant for a brand new start <br>I can't walk through the park 'cuz it's crazy after dark <br>Keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run <br>I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw <br>Hear them say "<quote>You want some more?</quote>" <br>Livin' on a see-saw <br> <br>Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge <br>I'm trying not to lose my head <br>Say what? <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br> <br>A child is born with no state of mind <br>Blind to the ways of mankind <br>God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too <br>Because only God knows what you'll go through <br>You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate <br>And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate <br>The places you play and where you stay <br>Looks like one great big alleyway <br>You'll admire all the number-book takers <br>Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers <br>Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens <br>And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh <br>Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers <br>Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers <br>You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool <br>But then you wind up droppin' outta high school <br>Now you're unemployed, all non-void <br>Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd <br>Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did <br>Got sent up for a eight-year bid <br>Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag <br>Spend the next two years as a undercover fag <br>Bein' used and abused to serve like hell <br>'til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell <br>It was plain to see that your life was lost <br>You was cold and your body swung back and forth <br>But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song <br>Of how you lived so fast and died so young so... <br> <br>Don't push me 'cuz I'm close to the edge <br>I'm trying not to lose my head <br>Uh huh huh huh huh <br> <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>Huh, uh huh huh huh huh <br>It's like a jungle sometimes <br>It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under <br>Huh, uh huh huh huh huh <br> <br> <br>Yo!