King Of The Jungle Lyrics English Translation by Club Dogo
On fire
Ahahahah
Do-Do-Do-Don Joe
Mama used to say, “Don’t love anyone”
Dad used to say, “Good luck, out there is a sea of mud”
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
Smoke too much and sleep too little, oh-oh
My bro used to say, “Since when is Dogo the name of the club?”
Good luck in this sea of mud
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
Work like a champion, talk like a champion
I roam the streets like a king of the jungle (Ah)
I’ve been breaking bars since the days of the park lots
And still, when I come out, bro, it’s a blast, yeah
Mom didn’t raise a fool (No)
And she said, “If you continue like this, where will we go?” (Oh)
But I wanted to grab all the stars in the sky (Yeah)
Dangerous rebellious genius, Matt Damon (Ah)
You know Fury is like street Wikipedia, but with a middle school education
We’re beasts of Milan (Yeah), gorillas in the mist
Bro, I come from the future like Levi Strauss
Come, sit down, baby, casting couch (Ahah)
I bite a gram of gold, it’s the host of Club Dogo (Yeah)
It’s a shower of bullets, it’s a baptism of fire
M.I. bastards, if you lock eyes
Above the four quarters, you leave in four parts, oh
Mama used to say, “Don’t love anyone”
Dad used to say, “Good luck, out there is a sea of mud”
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
Smoke too much and sleep too little, oh-oh
My bro used to say, “Since when is Dogo the name of the club?”
Good luck in this sea of mud
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
I come from Milan, nine zones, 02 the prefix (Brr)
Where if you make a mistake, you take a hit (Uff)
Crosses on the fountains (Ah-ah)
Crosses on the neck, pimps and prostitutes
Criminals at fancy dinners (Uh)
Gold in the teeth (Yeah), snakes in Fendi suits
Don’t show your true feelings (Never)
Social media worse than alcohol (Ah-ah)
They kill even more than cancer (Uoh)
With me, you last a short time, little Calif Franco (Yeah)
I sing the story of a hustler
You don’t have to die or your children will be bastards (Uah)
In this jungle, my bitch is a tiger, Lamu
Enemies stick to me like tattoos
It’s the life (Life), and you’re too light, brodie (Yeah)
“Make money money” is the leitmotif (Ah-ah)
I’m on top of Pirelli like Kong
Because I changed Italian rap with my songs (Uh)
Mama used to say, “Don’t love anyone”
Dad used to say, “Good luck, out there is a sea of mud”
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
Smoke too much and sleep too little, oh-oh
My bro used to say, “Since when is Dogo the name of the club?”
Good luck in this sea of mud
King of the jungle, king of the jungle
Mom raised me well
She told me not to listen to these hyenas
Dad told me to hold my head high
Surviving in the concrete jungle
In the night, killer notes
Blood in my pupils
Totally addicted, you’re the most powerful drug there is