k-os - Try Again (feat. Black Thought) Lyrics

Oh, over and overYou should tryAgainYeaRoad rage, I'm hungry everydayI rap to lay tracks, rappers rap to get laidThey want to get paid, I don't blame themBut still I flame up with this microphone [?]Hate's a strong word, but so is loving rapSo let your gun clap if you're an emcee like thatI'm not a thug, I just represent everything that's overdubbedWhere my people at, show me loveAnd in the club I try to roll with the best of themPopping bottles is [?] mentality that's like a decimal pointI'm not a hater, but I hail from south of the equatorWhere the sunlight is greaterI'm not a player, I'm just a black record that wants to get playedSo DJ cross the faderSooner or later we're all gonna meet our makerSo throw your hands in the sky, I'm the crusader like,Oh, over and overYou should tryAgainYeaDon't even ask how the high feelAsk how do I feel, probly how the sky feelThese jokers come in sideways like in SeinfeldAll the grapes of wrath intertwined like a vine stillPhysically I'm ill walking through a mine fieldWith a straw sticking out a Molotov cocktail21 grams of soul on a rock scaleProbably burn like flaming coals on a hot grillWell if the afterlife is absolutely not realThen when you finish you just gone, it's a done dealBeyond that my heart beat is like a drum fillAs if I'm living on the run with a gun stillBring the hero back, he'd a taken care of thatCause his words get it to the Ginsbergs and KerouacsSound stuck inside your head like earwaxWhole thing something out of Hollywood like MiramaxOh, over and overYou should tryAgainYea