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
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