Your's is so distinctive I can hear it from miles away And when you speak so clearly I know what you're going to say And I want to hear it again That
Traduzione: Sense Field. Voice.
They say health brings you longevity But I'm not one for that extra-curriculum activity You might see the Ak, with a baseball hat Won't see me on no field
they gave voice to in the midst of that sanguineous turmoil which engulfed them was not so much heard by those within earshot as perceived, sensed as
... [Aceyalone] When the sun took a day off and the moon stood still The only light that was in sight was the one just past that ol' onion field if you
of today Decoration of skin, the voice from within It's my body, it's my life, it's my own choice Tattoos as expression, it's just a different voice
9 players on the team a.m Not players in the sense that we sick for style It's like I bounce on funky tracks with the lyrical style From the field to
this funky joint, like P.R.P.'s Tricks up my sleeve, just give me an hour I bang two women, on the Eifel Tower Mes dits saignent, y'a tempete, voici
'an quarantieme de mon age, hors d'enfance et franc de dettes, pourvu de sens, du moins le crois-je, nul mefait que je regrette. Qui meurt a ses lois
that dive at you At top speed like jocks tryin to block field goals Take the speech from a lyricist And throw his voice in the other room like a Ventriloquist
Radar's on, cruising low altitude Just a few more miles 'til I elude Enemy planes coming from foreign skies With orders to demoralize Holding hands in
teenage dreams of rapping, writing rhymes on napkins Was really visualization, making this shit actually happen It's like something come through me that truly just consume me Speaking through the voices
I've been walkin' through the fields And on the streets of town Trying to make sense of what you left me Everything that I believed in Has been turned
this way Will you bugger off, I've got work to do The city was losing its appeal, God was asleep He was back in a village, in the fields Oh, if I could make sense
dead winter will come again There from the ruins I will rise Fear the voice in the dark Be aware now Believe in dark wings and dark words The shadow returns Fear the voice
They say health brings you longevity But I'm not one for that extra-curriculum activity You might see the ak, with a baseball hat Won't see me on no field
part of the life you had planned But I think once your body feels my hand Your mind will change and your heart will lose it's pain? Out among the fields
free, that your soul has forgotten the pain Please take my advice not to care for my fate, not to worry about all the rain I hear you singing, your voice
