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You see my limbs all wrapped in linen
You see a future freely given
I see a field gone truly fallow 
The worst part of life Is there's always

Evil man lurking yeah yeah
Mighty bill got us loosing focus yeah
Fighting our own we doing the most in the killing fields
Killing our own we doing

it like we in the field
Whip it like we in the field
You know I'm copping the pills now
You know I'm off of the pills yeah
Burberry on my wrist

these walls
Pretend our worlds connected, pretend you cared at all

Walking through the void, it's nothing left for us
This open field is calling, it

Home town with home cooked meals
I drive as far as the field

The wrench won't tighten what you said

The leather doesn't tether from the spine
Beneath

just kids at the mercy of the man
Life was smooth 'cause we had no plans
It was just us, in the field, we lay
Had no cares no track of the days
Don't let

live here anymore

I passed by the other day
Looked in your window and sped away
The door its painted brown
The bridge is all torn down
The field where I

bout my cheese like a motherfucking Packer
Fuck all that talking these niggas just actors
I done seen death right before my eyes
I'm in the field like I

you proud
I can't tolerate no fuck shit, that shit ain't allowed
I've been out here in the field like I been running routes
And you can't care bout how

a nigga who ain't been in the field with me
I can't trust a nigga who won't lay down and kill with me
And the truth gone hurt sometimes
Detach yourself

Fire the cannons
Fire the cannons
Go Bucs Yeah We Home
Fire the cannons
Fire the cannons
Fire the cannons
This whole field's our red zone

Lemme give you

bands for a show what you do for a stack? And I step in the field masked up all black
Lil fat butt bitch I might give it a smack qp for the low come get

Woke up this morning, I
Dreamed of you by my side
Only my dream, my fields of green
One more day in the sun
And a prayer for the young
I remember

raids, I seen some niggas get killed
Always keep one up top
When you step in that field
We been footballing touching green
I need a house on a hill
Niggas

out in the field like dem down south niggas
Not behind that shield like u in house niggas
So its a little different for me
A real nigga so real niggas

the yougins crash out bout a bill
In the field with a steal plotting on him a kill
He just wanna live right
Go to Miami and take flights
Feet in the sand jet

Oh, what fun it is to ride
On a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
On a one horse open sleigh
All the fields we go
Laughing all the way

But as I stand up on this field
Can't cope with this feeling
First time meeting you were hiding dope in the ceiling
We made a pack to flip a sack
Make

it's a place that I simply don't know?
And I've been sinking very low
Pray but no god comes to show
No field of daisies
I'm going crazy 
Time is going

the stick to his stomach bullets heating his guts
He thought he was stepping got his bitch ass plucked
I'm too hard in the field run my way and get trucked
If

the Fields like Macy's
(Whoa)
Dayton and Hudson, in the making like lunch is
Talk from the side of ya neck ya face I punch in
Like you made a mistake but like

trace
Really can’t escape to space
No easy exit gotta stand up and brace
For the drama
Medical field stable for mom and papa
35 an hour be living with

and my daddy sell rocks Thought he was at the stove making a meal
Now it make sense when we up in the field keep yo mouth closed and we never will squeal
I

like poppy fields
Ak47s, case of bullets so we chill
Got a gang of demons and I paid em just to kill
Silence on the scope so it quiet when its real
Shoot