Nothing 2 Lose (Explicit)
Field Mob"Nothing 2 Lose (Explicit)" is a song by Field Mob, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:21 long and contains 64 lines and 538 words.
Lyrics
0:11I'm ready to flee to a better place
0:13Go West South and East whatever the way
0:19Let's make a move hurry up let's go now
0:21You got to believe we can get away
0:23I'm tired of doin what the devils say
0:25We got nothin to lose take my hand lemme help ya
0:30I want to be free c'mon brotha
0:32I want to be free help each otha
0:35I want to be free love ya sista
0:38I want to be free don't you miss her
0:40I want to be free
0:45Lalalalalalala
0:45I want to be free
0:50Master say being born colored was the worst disease
0:53And we the worst to bread Worse than flees
0:55As long as I work for he I work for free
0:57He beat me like a d**k in jail and cursed at me
1:00I'm certain we weren't put on this earth to be a slave
1:04Nobody deserve to be a slave
1:06Look here run I dare ya
1:08I catch ya I'ma give ya more lashes than mascara
1:10If its pride or die I'm choosin respect
1:12I saw my daddy hung dead wit a noose on his neck
1:15My niece got raped pregnant won't tell she scared
1:17Master done it but she blamin it on drop dead Fred
1:20But one day things gon' change for better
1:23Lord knows it can't rain forever
1:24That's what I told my momma
1:26Mmhmm
1:27Two days later master sold my momma
1:39Master sold my momma
1:42Uh uh uh I'm in the field that's white lil n***as and me
1:50From dusk to dawn 'til the sun come and it leave
2:00Through all seasons Winter Fall Summer and Spring
2:08Pickin pushin pullin cuttin the field
2:17Sweatin bout to dehydrate stuck in the heat
2:20And when its cold joints lock up barker than trees
2:27Rest I don't get enough of my sleep
2:32Cuz master got us workin late night and then wakin up in the wee
2:37Hours of the mornin stackin stalks of hay
2:39Hopin the rain from dawn 'til shower day
2:42Wishin I could walk away
2:43But then I think about Hardaway
2:46Master cut off his hand
2:50Cuz you can't talk or sing or speak from your mouth
2:54If it ain't what master talk or say
3:01But I was taught to pray to the Lord and have faith
3:10Please take me away from this awful place
3:18Cuz you can be so off today
3:26Man I tell ya drop sh*t ain't nothin
3:39Nuff sufferin done dealt with more headaches the bufferin
3:44Gotta spend my time off the destructive by gettin by doe bu-bu-bubblin
3:48Can't risk stumblin fumblin
3:49So I'm bout takin my life dice tumblin
3:53I drop down the road tryin to get that pot of gold
4:01Still out in the field mobbin with Sean and Smoke
4:099 times nine to five I'm troop servin
4:18Nine you bout tryin to eat well get in line
4:28Cuz momma got laid off the lil sis need shoes
4:36My brother just got popped back in his county blues
4:57And pops been made it off there was no money no food
5:09Comin through next week my rent and my girl due
5:15Life ain't got no rules descruction one-two's
5:21So every now and then your gonna sing the blues
I'm ready to flee to a better place Go West South and East whatever the way Let's make a move hurry up let's 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 don't you miss her I want to be free Lalalalalalala I want to be free 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 d**k in jail and cursed at me I'm certain we weren't put on this earth to be a slave Nobody deserve to be a slave Look here run I dare ya I catch ya I'ma give ya more lashes than mascara If its pride or die I'm choosin respect I saw my daddy hung dead wit a noose on his neck My niece got raped pregnant won't 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 can't rain forever That's what I told my momma Mmhmm Two days later master sold my momma Master sold my momma Uh uh uh I'm in the field that's white lil n***as 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 don't 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 can't talk or sing or speak from your mouth If it ain't 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 Man I tell ya drop sh*t ain't nothin Nuff sufferin done dealt with more headaches the bufferin Gotta spend my time off the destructive by gettin by doe bu-bu-bubblin Can't risk stumblin fumblin So I'm 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 I'm 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 ain't got no rules descruction one-two's So every now and then your gonna sing the blues
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