[Verse 1: Cee]
The jungle my habitat,
But the shit is plastic, alone with a bad bitch I get it crack-
-in and I wanna get slain like a rabid cat,
Sometimes I like it grimy, alley rat,
Man it really hurts to breathe like I ran a lap,
Betty Crocker and a coffee grinder helped me catch it back,
My dick is getting kinda heavy now, fancy that,
And if they wanna know the real then I answer flat

[Verse: Miike Snow]
I was born into money
And sold down the river
I was choked by the jailor
And fucked the gorilla
I ran through the country ahead of my time
I escaped through a keyhole before they erased me
I married the beetle and learned to be graceful
It's why all this warfare pours out of my eyes

[Hook: Miike Snow]
Now I see just what you mean
It hurts too much to breathe
All alone in this plastic jungle
Sometimes I wanna get slain
I wanna get slain (x6)
I wanna get la la la la la ...

[Verse: Miike Snow]
She told me loved me
I didn't believe her
The son of a junkie is ancient Korean
But don't blame the girl she's out of her mind

[Verse 2: Cee]
Yeah she's out of it, mind bent, power trip,
Eyes met, now I get, time spent, rowdy bitch,
Whatever, I'm about a brunched out pedigree,
Crushed out heavenly, touch down revelry,
Flunk out? Never me, finna get slain hard,
Eyes rolled back, mouth frothing in a train yard,
Gimme a game broad, tape and an 8 ball,
And we gon' have some fun, muhfucka don't be late for it

[Hook: Miike Snow]

[Verse 3: Cee]
Yeah, y'all can quit pretending now, it's OK, we all know. Listen.
Look around man, the shit is so dumb fake,
Everyone concerned about things and what cunts make,
We livin' in a manufactured world of steel,
Dog our left brain is how the fuck we make it real,
And our senses are sensing a schism with a,
System that don't make sense and so we shittin' in it,
The awakening a cometh muhfuckas,
Finna melt this plastic jungle and start again, get it up ya,
That's how I feel when I'm on a beat,
A fuckin' beast with an appetite to carve a niche,
Had a mortgage on dues but I paid em off,
And still I shit on any fuckin' beat I came across,
Yeah, I get high and rep mine,
The jet vibe come from phat rhymes and red wine,
Shiraz of this rap shit, it's Cee, get ya ears open,
I'mma let 'em say it again but it been spoken

Sometimes I wanna get (x2)
Sometimes I wanna get slain
I wanna get slain (x6)
I wanna get la la la la la la la la la

[Verse 4: Cee]
Yo I wanna be high,
Be high, real high,
Son and I wanna stay high,
Stay high, yay high,
Yo I wanna be high,
Be high, real high,
I'm so fucking high right now y'all, I'm so fucking high right oh