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I would be more happy
To go out there
And be regular field
Make sure that our people
See me again
Make sure that im there
Because the memory they

Baby have you seen thru my flaws
Bae do you love em all
No more crashing my car
In the field like my name Mccall
Bae I just wanna ball but we are who we

realer,
Ain't caught up in the fame I be caught up in my feelings,
As I walk through the poppy fields, She wanna lend a ear like she Holyfield
Baby are you

They been trying to stay cool, taking my time
Hit it like I'm Babe Ruth, make it home on time
On and off the field, I'm a player right on time
Call

the bay
Planets play by seasons
Somewhere in their field grounds
I've got limits but not scared to die
A rare soul is a friend of hope
Just make sure

Grey skies high
Above an evergreen field
You had not a clue

Years fly by
Before the moment was sealed
Only a few knew

Before my eyes
Everything

the hunger
Stop the burning
How can I get off this ride

Round and round the fields we go
Gallop a gallop a gallop
I can’t slow down
I can’t slow down
Gallop

the field from young,
I hit that lick then I did my dance.
This life I live is tekky,
I seen my man chilling outside I told bro bro need to come back home,

wanna waste my energy
Don't wake me up even if you know I'll never make it
Don't wanna feel how Adam did when he saw he's naked
Look at the field, so many

cellphones now
Know a nigga told but it ain't take much he got a velcro mouth
Look, know a nigga who played safety, on the field he ain't miss a ball 
Now that

the Carpathian field, I find my place.

A symphony of sorrow, in the midnight air,
A misty poem, a cloudy affair.
In this realm of shadows, we all reside,
Where

never doubted that I'll scorch my field
Several independent records with a torch
That's Real
I forged my trail from imagination
Now my childhood neighbors

whole field
Telinga koyak rase Holyfield
Die borak macam worldstar
760 Kite uh

Ha
Hop in this bitch and we fly away
Baby ini bukan yours
Dah lama tau you

at all
Everything’s a throwback
London fields what if I forget

Did you think about it almost send it
When the world around you blew
Did you grab your

can turn around and see you laughing
But the fact is you could never practice
Getting blind-sided and eating the wind shield
Endless field of shards

fort
in fields of flames were buffalo don't roam

There's an oasis that can't be found in the oil rigs of North Dakota
There's an oasis that can't be

lying by my side
Men committing suicide
The fields are red, the bodies piled high
I feel that I'm here to die

But this brain of mine can't let me think

over me
I know my path is rough and steep
But golden fields lie out before me
Where weary eyes no more shall meet
I'm going there to see my mother

I don't fuck with these niggas that wanted us down
Cause I'm working my ass out I want my crown

In the field it's going up not down
But fuck I'm

Lonely Field
Three rabbits dancing double-dutch
When the sun was heading down to hutch
We will just leave it as such

Minor things
I'm just so glad that

and to the fields you went
To earn some pennies to pay the rent
Your fingernails, they were black
From potatoes thrown into the sack
A pound a day you were paid
So

Yeah I'm in the field
And I've been riding around my town making deals
In the city of the O where you know shit gets real
And these people always

the field.
Stay, trapped behind a mirror,
I just close my eyes and pray.
(chorus)

your heart alive for once
But I see a family
Running with our genes
Endless fields of green
Dying history
My sentiens
My sentiens
I'll lay the four of us