Raspberry Fields Lyrics - Singles - Cannibal Ox

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 Cano, 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 the 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 wanna plug in 

Now every egg my goose lays stay golden 

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

Folded, 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 

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, inspire devil to leave 

God cypher alone, bomb pipes on bones 

Architect when I write these poems 

Write these poems, write these poems