This is a song about "Battle field"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

Been out in the field pickin' out those rhymes

Bring the battering ram where you live

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Cause i been in the field life on the line with him

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Of masc to the field and double to the r

When i step up out the maserati car

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops