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never speak
Jumped off the porch graduated to the field
First day they gave em cleats made plays from deep
Walk down like curry from the three
Shots fired

he soft like a pillow
Hop out the car, with the cleaners
These bullets start, gettin' him washed
He thought it was Brillo
If he in the field, I'm

Let me dance in a field
With you, just you and me
Let me lay down in your arms
Out in the grass
Under the stars

While our love lasts
While our light

burnt our fields
They came in our homes
In our beds 

Then they have closed the doors
They have closed our mouths
With chains 

oh together
At the gates

I’m on the move lame nigga can’t time my wait
I was deep in that field get it in with no helmet or cleats
Snotty nose we was running the streets we was

Down bad then I'm back in the field
Got me some money she copping a feel
Pray all day I sign me a deal
Know ima smash when I'm behind the wheel
Just look

a Nigga he a perp
Step in the field
I had to make it work
SO I MADE IT WORK
Bitch dont come on my turf
I'll hit yo ass where it hurts
From the North Side

gon blind'em like he stevie
If you know you know
Come with me
Hail marys on the field my quarterback be throwing bullets, Kd stay on go
Got a bad lil

for the heaven
Not for the God, we are dying in this war
Charades of might casting pawns to the battle
Twisted ideas that we all fall for

Fields

I'm in the fields like some cleets I'm in the fields like some cleets
I had to ride through the hills times like this gotta nigga here stressin'
I'm

field (Field)
Me enamore del syrup (Damn)
I'm just keepin' it real (Real)

Pasame el fili, pasame el blon (Yeh, yeh)
Pasame el fili, pasame el blon (Yeh,

Fields and farms 
float before my eyes 
with all the lives 
and the stories they hold. 

River that feeds them flows to somewhere, 
and my eyes grow

an antelope
Got niggas in the field so i'm on a low
I'm breaking the bread only with the bros
Can't love on a bitch and you can't take her home
I'm being direct

the battle cries
Warriors fight together the path of the brave will survive

From the fields I rise, I march again, can't stop me now my triumph begins
Taste

Through the glass of the train
Its old news, old news, but I'm happy to say
All the fields stay green through the wet of the rain
Trees climb stairway like

to 


Tuscany, Italy 
Riding on a Vespa in a sunflower field, yeah 
Warm wind blowing and birds are singing in cypress trees

Tuscany, Italy 
Eating carbonara

Like a sunrise in a night sky
Like a red rose in a field of gold
You know I will always be your hero
But sometimes you got to be your own
Sometimes you

Say hallelujah to me
Babylon dangling down my spine
Plant the seed, count the cost 
Playing the field a thousand times

Untangle the tale and make

planning
And I don't understand
How everything goes back
To the plan of us
Running through Germany fields
While backpacking all through the years
So
While

the light instead

And you said, you and I
We'll find a piece of land
We'll find peace of mind
We'll make love in the fields of heather wild
And build a quiet

thought you was in the field
Rob me thought you was in the field
Got my revenge now you killed
Pretty little bitch off a pill
Don't like you don't wanna

They ain't down to slide with us
They ain't clean they field with must

Make the flow real interesting these niggas trash I'm littering
Stepping hard

The fields of corn
I soar under the moon
And eat lots and lots of rats
My nest is right next to my friend
Matt the bat
"Hey that's me"
I love to be
An owl
Hal

em to the beats till cardiac arrest got me copping out
I'm scholar status, I got the bars dropping out
Don't need 24 Karat gold to be hopping out
Field