Lyrics:
lil' nigga, big pistol, in the field blow like a whistle
Dope dealer, go-getter, boy, you just a broke nigga (fact)
Finger on the trigger, shine your
where the sky touches down
On the field she lay her down to rest
In the morning sun
They come a runnin' just to get a look just to
Feel to touch her
Mmmm (yea)
Mmmm
Always in the field
Gotta keep it real
Wanna come close
Last time was real
When I fall back
I watch for the kill
When I come close
Broken bubbling life is still
Will the field always be this way?
Hope there is a heart set ablaze
Dreaming at 3am
I want to hold your tinsel hands
A year in flames, floods
How thankful is the flower to flourish in a far field
Having already borne char, weathered weather
He may even bear fruit
the breeze
You got out of the bed
When you go head east
Through the mountains and trees
You got out of the bed
Through the fields you can run
To your
takes your soul
Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Waves of chameleon
Color my brain
Shiny fireflies fill my mind-fields
them at the gates
Board up the windows
What fear means to the cowards; the flock in the field, watching for the wolves
Drag the bodies, and pile them
fields
High in the hills I'm dreaming
Another world
Lifting my soul
I'm lost in
Lavender fields
High in the hills
I'm dreaming now
And I don't wanna ever
lavender ooh
Like fields of the truth
Wrapped up in our youth
Lavender oooh
Ooh, my lemonade king
The world cries when you sing your bittersweet melodies
Down around my place
Down around my place
These hunting grounds were hallowed, down around my place
Exhausted fields lay fallow, down around my
to lose
People of every color marching side by side
Marching 'cross the fields where the million fascists died
You're bound to lose you fascists are
Nigga wouldn't blast nigga wouldn't shoot He ain't in the field out with the troops He would rather truce than go and scoot Sock him in the face
free but now it's costin
And now I'm scared to put my all in
Four years ago me and Ken was in the middle
Of the field
Tryna get another touchdown
Now we
Where the fields are green
To see you once again my love
I try to read I go to work
I'm laughing with my friends
But I can't stop to keep myself from
to feel
Goddess calls me leads to sacred fields
Hesitation here is mixed with pills
Hear the people say there's no smile in fear
If we're all the same
Swung on and hit in the air to deep right
That ball is high, it is far, it is gone
Bernie goes BOOM
He hits a three-run home run to right field with
Screaming at you across the world
Rip my hair out in an empty field
Wreak havoc upon my body
You are why I'm here
And why I'll never return
This
Laughing violence. Hidden beyond
Morbid silence. Broken bond
In a forest field mystery
Upon a neon silver stone
Drawing an axe witchery
Marble
From the fields of green, where the crops would sway,
A farmer's heart, with dreams in the hay.
Left the soil behind, under the open sky,
To the city
sacrificed
Buried in rituals in the fields
To dissolve in natural matter
Getting return from the ground
Dissolution ground
explain
Left out the shame
Left out to rain
Left field insane
Let's sell a saint today
Smiling as we fall
We are the forsaken
Dying alone
A vision of the future
A barren field of bones
to cry
Next to the field of Sighs
Surrounded by my dreams
Laying down on the hills
Watching the clouds' drawings
I won't last June
Waiting for a new moon
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