[Heems]
Jungle Book
It's the brown mans burden
Teach these white people all this shit
It's the brown mans burden

[Riz]
Booked on first class
Wonder how to slap the words
But get stopped by the system, random search
But no friskin, just shake hands and flirt
Cuz Heathrow’s where my Hounslow fans all work
Riz and Hima, double team brah
Hey look at me brah
We cooking Keema
Teach the keester Beenie Man's beemer
Treat her like virgins in Karachi theme parks

[Chorus]

[Heems]
It's conscious garbage, constant nonsense
Hima loves kush like i'm Sita and Ram’s kids
Got the jungle fever like my name is Rambo
I be on khush like my name Mogambo
Indian man, I be rhyming in Budapest
When I'm in Bucharest, bitties say you the best
Bitties say you da next, used to be stupid mess
Fuck me like they new to sex
Then they send me stupid texts
[Riz]
Yo, Hollywood told me that I’m ready for the bigger pond
Just get a big hencher and you're set to be the sickest pawn
But until then you put this fake beard on and hold this bomb
What the fuck did they think mans on?
Pronounce it Riz-a-wan if you want, I don't give a damn it's bollocks
Just want my wallet [?] pop up [?]
I handle stress like [?] it's double yes i'm the don
Doctor Who to you, fam, hum aap kay hain kahn?

[Heems]
Who they riding shotty in Alec's Beemer
If they want beef, I could cook the kima
Zim Zima, Simba, it seem ya
Need to get used to being a dreamer
For better or worse, they know Hima
Number 1 schemer, TSA screener
I'm stunting, I'm Jackie Shroff or something
On my dick, it's nothing
I know I'm the shit, they fronting
One king, xiao long bao, soup dumplings
Me and Rizzy Boy from across the pond
Bitches putting DMT in our oolang
With a bad bitty
And she from Shilong
She wanna put her mouth on my shlong
She wants to sing songs on my ding dong
With the white girl like I'm King Kong