My head tilts back, and I scream my rage
I’m the king of the zoo, I’m out of my cage
My mane stands on edge, I’m stylish and cool
Bow at my feet, ’cause I was born to rule.
I have claws in my paws, and fur on my feet
With leather and pearls, my outfit’s complete
A drink in my hand, I walk down the street
Tappin’ my feet to this sweet jungle beat
The blood in my veins make the temperature rise
I bounce with the beat, soaring up to the sky
My soul is on fire, tearing straight through my flesh
When I’m on top of the world, I’m best of the best
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