the ripening air
I have seen you
In your fluttering dress
And your dry face of steel
As you're dragging your red rowing boat
Cross the forever fields »
Kill the Messenger
Fat City
by Shawn Colvin
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I fell on the playing field
The work of an errant heel
The din of the crowd and the loud commotion
Went deafening silence and stopped emotion »
The Sporting Life
Picaresque
by The Decemberists
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starts spittin
Throwin drag about wantin a family
Tryin to front because he want to be manly
Tellin my girl how I'm playin the field
Boy, you'se a jake for »
You Can Have Her
Return of the Bumpasaurus
by Sir Mix-A-Lot
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From the height of the highway onramp we saw,
Two dogs, dead in a field,
Glowing on the oakland coliseum green seats wasteland,
Dogs, dogs we thought »
Dead Dogs Two
Ten
by cLOUDDEAD
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M-C's are the field like pick cotton for real
I pop blocks like beat street with a notch n' a kill
They take the strongest of slaves to compete in »
Free
Desire
by Pharoahe Monch
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All I want you to do is feel me,
Why take time out, to give you the real me,
Uh, uh, uh
Hey yo I grew up very athletic, hard headed
Thought I »
Feel Me (Skit)
Kiss tha Game Goodbye
by Jadakiss
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[Russel:]
"Come on Robert! Pitch it in there, baby!
We're behind you here in right field! One down!
Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah! Show 'em »
Right Field
They're All Gonna Laugh at You!
by Adam Sandler
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believe, that they can suffer now and get theirs after death"
(I-Self Divine)
Pain, tattooed to the face tight
High field general, I-Self damaging, earning »
Culture
The Final Blend
by Micranots
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of you down son!!!
Recognize a fuckin killa when you be around 'em
Values and ?????
Sterroids and alcohol still a fuckin athlete
Cock strong with my »
Jump
Let's Get Ready
by Mystikal
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Steroids and alcohol, still a fuckin athlete
Cock strong with my jock strap on with the time clock
Bout to run the rock home
Yo' ace boom coon in »
Jump
Prince of the South...The Hits [Clean]
by Mystikal
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sat on the bench while other kids played ball
It's not the fact that I lack athletic
I'd rather grab a pen and pad, and get poetic
[Chorus 2X]
[King »
Pain
Mystics of the God
by King Just
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the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Riding like a bucket, nigga fuck it
I know some hoes »
Tomb of the Boom
Speakerboxxx/The Love Below
by Konkrete
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the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Ridin like a bucket, n**** f*** it
I know some hoes »
Tomb of the Boom
Speakerboxxx/The Love Below [Clean]
by Konkrete
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