true-school-blue Betty cracker made it better Poindex the flex to track by busta With a little bit of sore from the crackerjack store Still at will For field
Here now don't make a sound Say hey have you heard the news today One flag was taken down To raise another in its place A heavy cross you bear A stubborn
sworn by the crown I lead a crusade fight for belief to be one out in the field fearless and cold building the road to my Calvary strong is my steel
It runs through my blood My heart beats for love My heart beats for love Whoa ooh oh oh oh yeah I'm not to cross this battle field I'm screaming out
I have climbed the highest mountains I have run through the fields Only to be with you Only to be with you I have run, I have crawled I have scaled these
breathes in my chest and it runs through my blood My heart beats for love, my heart beats for love I'm not to cross this battle field I'm screaming
buyin three Stop lying, money was sweating, my man was eyeing his leat Slap off his bracelet with ice, and jetted cross the street Death was my first
seen what came to pass I should have known to watch my ass I feel like Othello, everything is lost Leo is Iago, Max is double-crossed I'm so dismayed
eyes glued to the door Will there be any comfort there, senor There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck And there's an iron cross still
Corn in the fields Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water King harvest has surely come I work for the union 'Cause she's so good to
not be reached, for my mind was forever wondering Far above his head, as he tried his best to teach me The river was muddy and black, black as the coal she carried Impossible to cross
Oh, sometimes I go walking through fields where we walked Long ago in the sweet used to be And the flowers still grow, but they don't smell as sweet As
see I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love the game and I love the rules, if you cross the line then imma flex these twos
my life, you gotta take it, Soldier, I'm going out Blazin'. CHORUS: ........................... PAPOOSE: We said the same thing at the same time, I aint knock on wood. Black cat crossed
the fields and put up crosses Passed through the damned mountains Went hellwards and some of us returned And some of us did not In the fields and in
the scene And the boy was just standin' there alone Lookin' at the shiny red tractor Him and his daddy used to sit inside And circle the blue fields
hard sometimes And world war is the battle cry and it's wild, wild, wild, wild Across the country through the fields You know I see it written 'cross