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Mars ILL - Try Again
(from the album Raw Material)
© copyright Uprok Records/Sphere of Hip Hop Records/Mars

(manCHILD’s parts only)

Hook:
We fly the pen like a pilot when it’s time to begin/
Fight to win with the power that makes the sky bend/
We got to end to make room for the Christ to begin/
If it ain’t dope enough then, yo, got to try again…

Verse 1:
I get you up like Vivarin, an unpredictable trend/
Many men remain content with where the needle has been/
In an elliptical spin of people dying in sin/
We realize to reap our talents lies in trying again/
So I don’t try to pretend that I’m phatter than him/
I just make heads come apart like a detachable limb/
And carry on like I’m collapsible overhead in your plane/
Holding titles for collateral, leaving cats with no name/
Line them up like cocaine and light them like propane/
While they’re profane, we rock from Florida to Spokane/
Washington, I’ve watched them rock to kicks, snares and rim shots/
They think their junk is tight when it’s loose like slip knots/
Yo, but I can’t trip, AK, cuz everybody can change/
They could flip their whole persona ala Shirley McClain/
But we aim for the heavenlies and try to tame the 7 seas/
Because when you claim the Trinity, you’d better shoot for the stars/
Battle scars and open wounds from open mics that I’ve closed/
Open minds and open doors for all my brothers in prose/
I send cerebral celebrations with my mic and my pen/
If you don’t get it, kid you guessed it, I’ma try it again…

Hook