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  • Текст песни Cannibal Ox - Raspberry Fields

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    [Vast Aire]
    Yeah, know what I'm saying
    Think you got it figured out by now

    If first you don't succeed try, try again
    Step up to the mic and die again
    This is the next lifetime and you want to 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, 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 want to 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 the 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 speed knot
    Son, I mack cause I think different
    Plus your girl's sex technology, I want to plug in
    Now every golden egg my goose lay stay golden
    With your poker face, I punch you in the stomach and you folded

    Yo, see what happens
    Fuck with the wrong people
    You might get dragged into a kitchen, cut up
    This is for real right here, Def Jux right here
    I'm serious, yo, Vordul Megalah

    [Vordul]
    Spit with lyrics, that spill off the grill nasty
    Off the top, live five fancy
    Fly mic strapped with nozzles
    Blowing Earth's color through a nostril
    Apostle that write novels with thoughts mega hostile
    Ready to pop you, venomous snakes out the Congo
    What through these clear optics
    Yo Allah shall 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 wheelie and alley-oop
    Deuce bottles of frozen bong juice
    Smoke bubble gum while munching on Milanos
    We crazy, off the head, lazy
    Blaze emcees, amaze with degrees
    On a higher level, inspire devil to leave
    God cipher alone, bomb pipes on bones
    Architect when I write these poems, write these poems, write these poems

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