Текст (слова) песни: Field Mob - Nothing 2 Lose

Artist: Field Mob f/ Slimm Calhoun
Album: From Tha Roota to Tha Toota
Song: Nothing 2 Lose
Typed by: TymeOut203@aol.com

[Chorus]
I`m ready to flee to a better place
Go West, South, and East, whatever the way
Let`s make a move, hurry up lets go now
You got to believe we can get away
I`m tired of doin what the devils say
We got nothin to lose, take my hand lemme help ya
I want to be free, c`mon brotha
I want to be free, help each otha
I want to be free, love ya sista
I want to be free, dont you miss her
I want to be free. (lalalalalalala). I want to be free

[Kalage]
Master say being born colored was the worst disease
And we the worst to bread, Worse than flees
As long as I work for he, I work for free
He beat me like a dick in jail and cursed at me
I`m certain we, weren`t put on this earth to be, Bustled
Nobody deserve to be, hustled
Look here, run I dare ya
I catch ya, I`ma give ya more lashes than mascara
If its pride or die, im choosin respect
I saw my daddy hung dead, wit a noose on his neck
My niece got raped pregnant, wont tell she scared
Master done it, but she blamin it on drop dead Fred
But one day, things gon` change for better
Lord knows it cant rain forever
Thats what I told my momma (mmhmm)
Two days later master sold my momma (master sold my momma)

[Chorus]

[Boondox Blax]
uh, uh, uh. I`m in the field, thats white lil niggas and me
From dusk to dawn til the sun come and it leave
Through all seasons, Winter, Fall, Summer, and Spring
Pickin, pushin, pullin, cuttin the field
Sweatin bout to dehydrate, stuck in the heat
and when its cold, joints lock up barker than trees
Rest, I dont get enough of my sleep
Cuz master got us workin late night, and then wakin up in the wee
Hours of the mornin, stackin stalks of hay
Hopin the rain from dawn til shower day
Wishin I could walk away
But then I think about Hardaway
Master cut off his hand
Cuz you cant talk or sing or speak from your mouth
If it aint what master talk or say
But I was taught to pray to the Lord and have faith
Please take me away from this awful place
Cuz you can be so off today

[Chorus]

[Slimm Calhoun]
Man I tell ya drop shit, aint nothin
nuff sufferin, done dealt with more headaches the bufferin
Gotta spend my time off the destructive by gettin by doe bu-bu-bubblin
Cant risk stumblin, fumblin
So im bout takin my life, dice tumblin
I drop down the road, tryin to get that pot of gold
Still out in the field, mobbin with Sean and Smoke
9 times, nine to five, im troop servin
Nine, you bout tryin to eat well, get in line
Cuz momma got laid off, the lil sis need shoes
My brother just got popped back in his county blues
and Pops been made it off, there was no money, no food
Comin through next week, my rent and my girl due
Life aint got no rules, descruction, one-two`s
So every now and then, your gonna sing the blues

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Field Mob - Nothing 2 Lose Artist: Field Mob f/ Slimm Calhoun Album: From Tha Roota to Tha Toota Song: Nothing 2 Lose Typed by: TymeOut203@aol.com [Chorus] I`m ready to flee to a better place Go West, South, and East, whatever the way Let`s make a move, hurry up lets go now You got to believe we can get away I`m tired of doin what the devils say We got nothin to lose, take my hand lemme help ya I want to be free, c`mon brotha I want to be free, help each otha I want to be free, love ya sista I want to be free, dont you miss her I want to be free. (lalalalalalala). I want to be free [Kalage] Master say being born colored was the worst disease And we the worst to bread, Worse than flees As long as I work for he, I work for free He beat me like a dick in jail and cursed at me I`m certain we, weren`t put on this earth to be, Bustled Nobody deserve to be, hustled Look here, run I dare ya I catch ya, I`ma give ya more lashes than mascara If its pride or die, im choosin respect I saw my daddy hung dead, wit a noose on his neck My niece got raped pregnant, wont tell she scared Master done it, but she blamin it on drop dead Fred But one day, things gon` change for better Lord knows it cant rain forever Thats what I told my momma (mmhmm) Two days later master sold my momma (master sold my momma) [Chorus] [Boondox Blax] uh, uh, uh. I`m in the field, thats white lil niggas and me From dusk to dawn til the sun come and it leave Through all seasons, Winter, Fall, Summer, and Spring Pickin, pushin, pullin, cuttin the field Sweatin bout to dehydrate, stuck in the heat and when its cold, joints lock up barker than trees Rest, I dont get enough of my sleep Cuz master got us workin late night, and then wakin up in the wee Hours of the mornin, stackin stalks of hay Hopin the rain from dawn til shower day Wishin I could walk away But then I think about Hardaway Master cut off his hand Cuz you cant talk or sing or speak from your mouth If it aint what master talk or say But I was taught to pray to the Lord and have faith Please take me away from this awful place Cuz you can be so off today [Chorus] [Slimm Calhoun] Man I tell ya drop shit, aint nothin nuff sufferin, done dealt with more headaches the bufferin Gotta spend my time off the destructive by gettin by doe bu-bu-bubblin Cant risk stumblin, fumblin So im bout takin my life, dice tumblin I drop down the road, tryin to get that pot of gold Still out in the field, mobbin with Sean and Smoke 9 times, nine to five, im troop servin Nine, you bout tryin to eat well, get in line Cuz momma got laid off, the lil sis need shoes My brother just got popped back in his county blues and Pops been made it off, there was no money, no food Comin through next week, my rent and my girl due Life aint got no rules, descruction, one-two`s So every now and then, your gonna sing the blues [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Nothing 2 Lose: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/10491.html Все тексты песен: Field Mob » Field Mob - My Main Roni » Field Mob - Dimez (Jazzy B`s) » Field Mob - Project Dreams » Field Mob - Cut Loose » Field Mob - Cheatin` On We » Field Mob - Nothing 2 Lose » Field Mob - It`s Hell » Field Mob - Channel 613, Part 1 » Field Mob - Cheatin` On We » Field Mob - Don`t Want No Problems » Field Mob - Sick Of Being Lonely » Field Mob - K.A.N. » Field Mob - Betty Rocker » Field Mob - Channel 613, Pt. 1 » Field Mob - Crutch » Field Mob - Dead In Your Chevy » Field Mob - Da` Durty » Field Mob - My Main Roni » Field Mob - Dimez (Jazzy B`s) » Field Mob - Hey Shawty Рекомендуем скачать: » Центр, Василий Шумов - Невесомости хватит казхдому » Цыганова Вика - Золото » Цыганова Вика - Яблони в цвету » Цыганова Вика - Эх, раз... » Цыганова Вика - Я ехала домой » Цыганова Вика - Москва » Центр, Василий Шумов - Межгалактический воин » Цветомузыка - Слишком громко играет музыка » Цветы - Гимн Солнцу » Центр, Василий Шумов - Горизонтальные люди » Цыганова Вика - Лето красное » Цыганова Вика - На заре вечерней » Цыганова Вика - Жаль » Цыганова Вика - Пара гнедых » Цыганова Вика - Шофера » Цыганова Вика - Родимый край » Цветомузыка - Три аккорда (Как Земфира) » Цыганова Вика - Чудо пьяное » Цыганова Вика - Злая осень » Цыганова Вика - Утро туманное
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