Bliss N Eso - Field Of Dreams . Ft; Paris Wells lyrics

rate me

Yo, eyo,

I spit like an M16, I let them all know they can have it

That flash of magic, with an imagination to match it

So catch it, it's classic, but it will not be contained

In an industry man made, cuz it runs through my veins

It pumps through my brain, through my name, nothing will change

Don't make me huff and puff and turn this fucker to flames

But enough of the games, my shadow is a tidal wave

My idle, there's a brighter way, fight for it night & day

I've built fires inspired to keep my hands warm

I've hopped through hurricanes

Step-step through sandstorms

I've climbed cliffs, you can see what I'm dreaming

Even walked on water, just to be here this evening

So, here we go again, I gotta prove I'm no magician to you

Rabbit in a hat, rappers is clueless how I kick it

This is blood, sweat & tears..

Flesh & bone a better way

A brotherhood of hope, with a megaphone at heavens gate

Shoot me down, raise my head

Walk my field of dreams instead

Cuz' there's no way, you will march on top of me

Not how this is going to be be

Lift my feet, raise my head

Love & sweat & tears I've bled

Create the path I see ahead

so I guess I gotta...

Walk my way instead

Yeah, check it out, yo.

Well he's still kickin' it so beautifully

Bet he's re-writing the odds

Cuz he knows it's not the dog in the fight

But the fight in the dog

And the kid couldn't spell for shit

But could draw like a photograph

Fuck a hit, he rather his rhyme on the wall of a poets class

Caught a flow & wrote the flavor that archaeologists artists audio

appropriator

Ghost rider, flaming chopper, corresing the night

Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading fluorescent horizon

He just lights up the skies (lights up the skies)

While running through this circus

With the heart full of good vibes (heart full of good vibes)

That's pumping through his circuits

Live wire, high flyer

Spit fire round his lungs

A war torn mustang, through an empire of the sun

Catch him diving in his rhythm

Rhyme & gliding in his vision

Manifest music momentoes to remind him of his mission

He just rolls like a bowler

A soldiers forward composure

With butterfly net full of dreams hangin' over his shoulder he says..

Shoot me down, raise my head

Walk my field of dreams instead

Cuz there's no way, you will march on top of me

Not how this is going to be be

Lift my feet, raise my head

Love & sweat & tears I've bled

Create the path I see ahead

So I guess I gotta...

Walk my way instead

Shoot me down, raise my head

Walk my field of dreams instead

Cuz there's no way, you will march on top of me

Not how this is going to be be

Lift my feet, raise my head

Love & sweat & tears i've bled

Create the path I see ahead

So I guess I gotta...

Walk my way instead ...