Grandmaster Flash&theFuriousFive（大师弗莱什和愤怒五人组）对于刚接触饶舌音乐的人来说也许有些陌生，但是他们对饶舌音乐的影响，不是一两句话说的清楚的。 1982 年，当 Grandmaster Flash 和TheFuriousFive发行了专辑《TheMessage 》(教训)以后，说唱音乐已经建立了自己的风格和体系，那就是把三角洲城市布鲁斯、 R&B 、灵魂乐、 FUNK 音乐跟迪士高混合在一起。《TheMessage 》被认为是黑人说唱里程碑式的作品，我们可以和当下的RAP比较，虽然没有那么炫，但基本元素都已经具备了，并且第一次将对尖锐的社会问题的争论引入了说唱音乐。那个时候，没人意识到十几年后说唱乐居然统治了乐坛，对当代音乐产生了深刻的影响。
通过对拓展看起来很年轻的说唱音乐和歌词的氛围，《TheMessage 》打开了一扇通往崭新的表达方式的大门。另一方面，它给了人们用低成本做音乐的希望和可能：几支麦克风、一台打碟机、几张黑胶唱片，就是玩说唱音乐的基本配置了。于是只要你是个有话要说的人，并且能找到一个会在唱机上打碟的 DJ ，那么你就可以玩说唱音乐了。
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' onthestairs, you know they just don't care
I can't takethesmell, can't takethenoise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats inthefront room, roaches intheback
Junkies inthealley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
'cuz a man with a tow truck repossessed my car
Don't push me 'cuz I'm close totheedge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Uh huh ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Standin' onthefront stoop hangin' outthewindow
Watchin' allthecars go by, roarin' asthe
breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dancethetango, skipthelight fandango
A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
Down atthepeep show watchin' allthecreeps
So she can tell her stories tothegirls back home
She went tothecity and got social security
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
Don't push me 'cuz I'm close totheedge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Uh huh ha ha ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My brother's doin' bad, stole my mother's TV
Says she watches too much, it's just not healthy
"All My Children" inthedaytime, "Dallas" at night
Can't even seethegame ortheSugar Ray fight
Thebill collectors, they ring my phone
and scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't takethetrain tothejob, there's a strike atthestation
Neon King Kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane
I swear I might hijack a plane!
Don't push me 'cuz I'm close totheedge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
'cuztheteacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And allthekids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
if I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
Or dance tothebeat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run withthecreeps
'cuz it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front ofthetrain
Took her tothedoctor, sewed her arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk throughthepark 'cuz it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me ontherun
I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say "You want some more?"
Livin' on a see-saw
Don't push me 'cuz I'm close totheedge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Say what?
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind totheways of mankind
God is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow intheghetto livin' second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
Theplaces you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire allthenumber-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers andthebig money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spendthenext two years as a undercover fag
Bein' used and abused to serve like hell
'til one day, you was found hung dead inthecell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes singthesad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young so...
Don't push me 'cuz I'm close totheedge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Uh huh huh huh huh
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Huh, uh huh huh huh huh
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Huh, uh huh huh huh huh
