Raspberry Fields

Yeah, know what I'm sayin

Think you got it figured out by now

Yo, yo

If first you don't succeed try, try again

Step up to the mic and die again

This is the next lifetime and you wanna battle

Either you like reincarnation or the smell of carnations

The sample's the flesh and the beat's the skeleton

You got beef but there's worms in your Wellington

I'll put a hole in your skull and extract your skeleton

Oh my God, said a word twice, Vast Aire, I'm twice as nice

You get caught up, in my blade, might get diced

The flesh is dangerous here

Yo, hahaha, yo, it's Can O, yo

If first you don't succeed try, try again

Step up to the mic and die again

This is the next lifetime and you wanna battle

Either you like reincarnation or the smell of carnations

The sample's the flesh and the beat's the skeleton

You got beef but there's worms in your Wellington

I'll put a hole in your skull and extract your gelatin

Mustard seed faith move mountains

This is jailhouse rap, rock hard

Like faces in a cell block

You'll catch a Kennedy curse from the speedknot

Son, I mack cause I think different

Plus your girl's sex technology, I wanna plug in

Now every golden egg my goose lay stay golden

With your poker face, I punch you in the stomach and you folded

Folded, f-f-folded, folded, f-f-fo-fo-

Yo, see what happens

Fuck with the wrong people

You might get dragged into a kitchen, and cut up

This is for real right here, Def Jux right here

I'm serious, yo, Vordul Megilah

(Vordul Megilah)

Yo, uh

Spit with lyrics, that spill off the grill nasty

Off the top, live five, fancy

Fly mic strapped with nozzles

Blowin Earth's color through a nostril

Apostle that write novels with thoughts, mega hostile

Ready to pop you, venomous snakes out the Congo

With through these clear optics

Yo, with large, I'll watch you

Rap in the coldest winters, strapped with

All sorts of snorkels attached to hoods that pull over Motorola goggles

We pigeons equipped, with talons to twist, split owls

Now watch me, skate off the scene with a mongoose

Pop a Willie and, I'll leave you deuce bottles of

Frozen rhyme juice

Smoke bubble gum while munchin on Milanos

We crazy, off the head, lazy

Blaze emcees, amaze with degrees

On a higher level, in-spire devil to leave

God cypher alone, bomb pipes on bones

Architect when I write these poems, write these poems, write these poems