[Music] Priddy Ugly – Dead Jungle Ft Blxckie & H-D

South African singer-songwriter and music star, Priddy Ugly, has released a captivating new single titled "Dead Jungle". This song is an absolute must-have for your Playlist, as it showcases Priddy Ugly's incredible talent and unique sound.

"Dead Jungle" is one of the standout tracks from Priddy Ugly's latest project, "SOIL". This body of work is a testament to his growth as an artist and his ability to create music that resonates with listeners. The song features the impressive contributions of award-winning artists Blxckie and H-D, who deliver some scorching verses that add depth and intensity to the track.

In addition to the stellar performances by Priddy Ugly, Blxckie, and H-D, the production on "Dead Jungle" is top-notch. Priddy Ugly enlisted the talents of Shooterkhumz, Herc Cut The Lights, and Wichi 1080 to bring this song to life. Their expertise in crafting infectious beats and creating a dynamic sonic landscape truly shines through on this record.

Overall, "Dead Jungle" is a testament to Priddy Ugly's artistry and his ability to create music that captivates and resonates with listeners. It is a powerful and engaging track that showcases his unique sound and lyrical prowess. So don't miss out on this incredible song - be sure to listen, share, and enjoy!

Priddy Ugly Dead Jungle Lyrics:
Dead jungle
Where cocky niggas get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
And killers don’t scare my uncles, yah
Dead jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
Tear muscle, get your head crumbled
If you black then we all share a struggle

Blood diamonds
The woods teach you to love violence
A lotta hood niggas really love dyin’
Loud cries, the guns not silent, guns unlicensed
Drunk diallin’
Before I die, need at least one island
Climb trees, we don’t need to pump iron
We got orangutans that crush lions, dawg
When you at the bottom and it’s rotten
Know it’s common, who the poorest is
They often put us in a coffin after pickin’ cotton
We were poor as shit
My city feel Gotham, they forgot that we were plottin’
Couldn’t afford the kicks
Picking flowers like a florist did
Why you burning trees up where the forest is
Who’d you call
When you can’t trust the police or the law
Who’s involved
You call for help, the popo makin’ booty calls
These goons evolved, when duty calls you know the clues dissolve
They shoot your calve and your problem never really truly solved
Bless the native youth
Walk on water with some gator shoes
Fuck were you when we were fightin’ sabretooths?
Streets are hot, you gotta play it cool
You not a boss if you don’t pay your troops
If they kill you, then you made them shoot
I move with an ape or two
They end your life to get the latest shoes

Dead jungle
Where cocky niggas get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
And killers don’t scare my uncles, yah
Dead jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
Tear muscle, get your head crumbled
If you black then we all share a struggle (Ye ye ye ye)

S-H-B from the B’s
Cash rules everything around me
Grade 7 had a goney in my back like a pencil case or sumn
I don’t know another (Hol’ up)
I don’t need another life
I swear there’s demons in the heights
Faded and I ain’t shining twice
They did a lot left that nigga fightin’ for his life, ye
Stick to the street code
I can’t walk in that bitch with my eyes closed
I still got a very dark soul
Saw me out like he got a runny nose
Hopped on I’m actin’ like 6
Zulu boy made it out, why not me
I just put in couple bars, yeah with ease
You said that there’s money there? Let me see
Ngizizwa ngiphephile meng’hleli elokishin’
I said I’ma shoot and he thought that I’m kiddin’
Police at the school, I'm like damn that shit litty
I stay on the move, I can’t go down like Jimmy (R.I.P)
Wonder what happened on kizzy
That nigga my Brodie, we used to get busy (Ye)
Don’t give a fuck if you feel me
I came from the sewer, ain’t nothin’ more shitty

Dead jungle
Where cocky niggas get humbled
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
And killers don’t scare my uncles, yah
Dead jungle
Gorillas, they fight bare-knuckle
Tear muscle, get your head crumbled
If you black then we all share a struggle

I’m in a dead jungle where the feds buckle
Waist lives, yellow tape cuddles
The body’s suffocate in broad puddles
Get stepped in, that’s leaded blood sunroof pill
You’re top off, take the clocks off
Keep the bullets coming how they get their rocks off
Rocks all over sand with the nose span
It’s the plan for the whole land
I wouldn’t do ’cause there’s no chance for me to alternate a mindset alternatives
I do fish for with the proper bait, the proper slate
I wanna get them out the mud but they’re bathing apes
Without a star shooting, scars proving
God’s soothing, our bruising
Consuming one another with the potency we can use as armoury against the other army
But, it doesn’t play in the run that I race
For the race that I see
Only one or the bank
TD no jakes
Cop whatever no Jake
Diamonds, snowflake
I’m draped in faith
My freight won’t leave
But I rake the ones that fell from the family tree period, it’s my grace

Society, in society there’s a battle of ideas that are going on all the time
And unfortunately, we as the revolutionaries are at the receiving end
My boy, the fight goes on
We won't be there, I won't be there, I've done my part
And I always say let's leave the generation at times to shape it's own future