Lyrics:
to state on 'em
Every blade of that sacred ground's got a thousand stories
Fields of glory
Fields of glory
Shooting cans off a tree stump
Cold beer
Singin' a dust bowl song
And the crops won't grow,
And the dust just blows
When the green fields are gone.
When the green grass growing fields are gone.
City, yeah, yeah
DJ EscoMoeCity
DJ Esco, OG Esco, Future
'Bout to walk through
I was standin' in the field, had to get a hot mil'
Used to post
There is danger in the fields of rape
Not too far from where you walk
There is danger on the path you take
Too late, you've gone too far
the victory is won.
No colour or religion
ever stopped the bullet from a gun.
Out in the fields,
the fighting has begun.
Out on the streets,
they're
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
When I became a little older
My daddy was
Over in the Fields I bought a 79 chevy in 85
And that's it over in the fields
Those two trucks were my grandaddy's
He bought 'em just before
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
So she
cum to
The Devil in your eyes and the Devil ain't humble
What I run from is what I run to
Fuck you, bitch
Go back on Bumble
I stood in a field with
I look around i am surrounded by nothingness… corn fields with my graves beneath them my past lives and my past lies have led me here TONIGHT
Guess
Mess with kings I don’t fuck with no peons
Might be on the field running like Deion
Prime time prime time prime time prime time is all the time
Im
On the Battle Fields of Flodden Balls of Steel fill the Air now
Crashing down and leaving Devastation everywhere now
And up there in the Distance i
to the stage first, to set this whole shit off…
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Field)
Keep it real coming up with them bangers (Bangers)
See my brother
Take me to the middle field
I just wanna dance oh yeah yeah
The girl said she love my beats
She just wanna move her waist yeah
Girl let me see you
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