Killah Priest — In Da Field

[Verse 1] Them boys from Brooklyn always coke-cooking [?] when they hear the key in the lock, they watch My 9 spray gangster rude boy see danger Doors get kicked in, shoot everything living Drug wars, bodies on floors wrapped in rugs Size 12 Timbaland left tracks in blood Prints match his mug Now he’s in the back of the club, tryna relax and get a buzz Puffing cigars, blowing weed up in the stars Shut his eyes to see the Ds in their cars By the time he opened ‘em up, the club erupt He saw a gun aiming at him, [?] He could feel the madness Beneath the table, tryna feel for automatics, war is drastic He said, “I’m not going back” Squeezing while he raising his strap The POs already blazing their gats He slipped beneath the table, scream that he’s hit in the navel And then he felt the grip of the angel Me nah won’t die, fire burn Babylon high Reincarnation bust a try Ionized ruler, he rose [?] lying to Judah, but he didn’t see the left shooter [?] through his medulla, and one through his [?] Cast away to the ruler [Hook] In the field where it’s real, I don’t see the mice when they squeal Coyotes turn they backs from the hill Bats move by sonar Dudes and the crew is bipolar Watching his back, looking over shoulders In the field where it’s real, I don’t see the mice when they squeal Coyotes turn they backs from the hill Bats move by sonar Dudes and the crew is bipolar Watching his back, looking over shoulders [Verse 2] My man got one leg, was sick with gunplay Old school but looked cool with some braids Shot a man calling him a liar then set him on fire His [?] screwed up, since the days of the school bus Know he was wild, carried bazookas “Yo, Priest, niggas keep walking up my block Everyday on the clock, I’ll go grab the Glock” I said, “Chill, we don’t get enough for real We’re getting older, we got soldiers to build” ‘cause when it go down, martial law, then he paused As if something foreign was coming out of my jaws He said, “I’m tired of the Illuminati What I do with the shotty Remove soul from body then go smoke in the lobby" See, all this conspiracy, it’s stopping us from getting Gs I want a mansion in the snow so I can start hitting the skis Then getting the key, then whipping the Vs and flipping the weed “Nigga, ya got one leg and some say… “ “Hahaha, you make me laugh, get some [?]” “Wait, I know where the vultures lay their eggs” Do it for the culture then hand him an AK Use your talent for freedom Can you tell a devil when you see him? And when he [?], can you beat him? About to answer me back, when a car pulled up, windows cracked Pointed a gat, guns went off, and he was sent off for something he did way back [?] [Hook] In the field where it’s real, I don’t see the mice when they squeal Coyotes turn they backs from the hill Bats move by sonar Dudes and the crew is bipolar Watching his back, looking over shoulders In the field where it’s real, I don’t see the mice when they squeal Coyotes turn they backs from the hill Bats move by sonar Dudes and the crew is bipolar Watching his back, looking over shoulders