[Intro]
Check, check
Mowgli, Glimow
Ted, Tedua
Gang, gang
First album
(Hahahah)
Yeeahh, Tedua
Chris Nolan
(Stronger than before)
Ni-no, ni-no
Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam
Pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pam-pah

[Verse 1]
When you told me you're worth
I said: "Ok, get your balls out"
No, I didn't mean you showed up
With those half-wits of your friends
Molly in the glass
Mowgli, now that the world goes round
Get fast to look from every angle
For the jungle you have to spit poisonous berries
And not balls of cocaine
Lucky Tedua because fortunate
I've a broken nose but however I billed
You're not a rapper, you're a reseller
And we don't need others
In the street the tiger doesn't come out
The deputy-lieutenant holds the rifle
Transceiver to the sender
Put in mind that I have a plan to escape
Fire!
Come back with the dead in coffin
You don't double me, and fall down
"Your dickhead mohawk!"
The scene told me last year
Now you expect the keys to the gate
I come from Zena, the cartel, not that of Cali
For the brothers who make trouble with social workers

[Chorus]
Inside the jungle don't swear
Judas what's the excuse?
I'm the most stoned and I understand this by looking at the contact Between you and me
Plug, plug, plug, plug
Compass, with step by step when I have a video trap
Wooooh
Inside the Benz, full of euros which I spend
I take what I need, don't run slowly
I have no electronic control
Bro and if I do them I go by helicopter
But for now you want to fine me for the excess
Towards success to the two hundred

[Verse 2]
Buddy you think you're in Suburra
From one day to another in Gomorrah
As minors on a bus
Bringing weed to the school trip
In the queue still with the glue in the throat as much as kneaded
You know I placed it
And your crew takes over, like cooked
Taken from a crazy fool
"Hello? Halo
Who am I talking to?"
It's not diablo, i'm Mario (Tedua)
The Italian, pizza and mafia but be good
Milan, the jungle, Bosco Verticale
A monkey in the shade cannot be climbed
This triggers an imbalance in the food chain
Ring road, enclosure
To be precise it's a restriction
In the neighborhoods where the institution
Leaves the inhabitants to the law of the strongest
They don't cut the grass in the soccer fields
But the one in the drug dealing squares
Bro that I don't split, you never have to say it
More drill than Rafiki the mandrill
Tedua

[Chorus]
Inside the jungle don't swear
Judas what's the excuse?
I'm the most stoned and I understand this by looking at the contact Between you and me
Plug, plug, plug, plug
Compass, with step by step when I have a video trap
Wooooh
Inside the Benz, full of euros which I spend
I take what I need, don't run slowly
I have no electronic control
Bro and if I do them I go by helicopter
But for now you want to fine me for the excess
Towards success to the two hundred