Welcome to the Jungle
Jay Z and Kanye Lyrics

Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well, yeah, yeah
This line is repeated to emphasize the idea of entering a chaotic, dangerous place

I asked her where she wanna be when she 25 She turned around and looked at me and said “alive”
The singer asked a young woman about her future goals, and she simply desires to survive to a certain age due to the harsh realities of their environment

Black Axl Rose, move halfs and wholes Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov Move blocks and squares, move apples and pears Work pots and pans, just to cop me some Airs
The singer compares himself to a famous musician, but also acknowledges the illegal activities he must engage in to acquire material possessions

My uncle died, my daddy did too Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move My nephew gone, my heart is torn Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born
The artist has experienced significant loss and struggles with the weight of their trauma, leading to feelings of hopelessness and confusion

My faith in God, every day is hard Every night is worse, that's why I pray so hard Why I pray so hard, this is crazy God Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all So que sera, get a case of Syrah Let it chase the pain, before it goes too far
The artist turns to religion as a source of comfort and guidance, but still recognizes the unpredictability of life and seeks temporary relief from their struggles through alcohol

My dreams is big, reality set in Let off a clip from a automatic weapon Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn't make it
The singer confronts the conflict between their aspirations and the violence of their environment, referencing a tragic shooting in Las Vegas to illustrate the fatal consequences of this tension

I'm a tortured soul, I live in disguise Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5 I died in my sleep, I'm still Big Pimpin' I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending
The singer describes themselves as struggling internally, but continues to live a lavish lifestyle and pay tribute to a deceased musician

Where the fuck is the sun? It's been a while Momma, look at ya son, what happened to my smile? My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket I'm just looking for love, I know somebody got it
The artist feels lost and wonders why they cannot find happiness, conveying their sense of longing for genuine connection with others

Champagne for the pain, weed for the low Goddamn I'm so high, where the fuck did I go? I'm losing myself, I'm stuck in the moment I look in the mirror, my only opponent
The artist turns to substances to numb their emotional pain, but continues to feel disconnected from reality and faces internal conflict

Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Pres? Either they don't know or don't care, I'm fucking depressed No crying in public, just lying to judges Risking my life, I'm already dying, so fuck it well
The artist feels ignored and unsupported by those in positions of power, leading to feelings of frustration and despair. They also express a willingness to take risks despite the potential consequences, highlighting their self-destructive tendencies

Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well, goddammit
This final line reinforces the chaotic nature of the singer's surroundings, expressing frustration or exasperation