In this intense narrative, the artist vividly portrays the harsh realities of street life and its psychological toll. Shakewell uses raw and gritty lyrics to describe a life filled with violence, substance abuse, and constant danger. He also delves into his struggle with mental health issues, revealing that despite spending large amounts of money on substances intended to relieve his depression, he remains in a state of despair. The recurring theme throughout the song is one of survival at all costs, even if it means resorting to extreme measures. His mother's concern for his wellbeing underscores the severity of his lifestyle choices. Ultimately, "Take The Field" serves as a stark exploration of the darker side of urban living and its impact on mental health.
Take The Field
Lyrics
(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Woken up to a pint of 'Tuss, bitch, I'm born to bust
Dangerous, all my clicky shifty and shiesty as fuck
Who want up, who want next?
Got one hunnid on my neck jewels
I break rules and cash checks
Slap dicks inside my new TECs
Lets air it out
Got a lot of enemies don't talk about
Don't give 'em clout
I buy 'em one way tickets up to heaven clouds
I'm really bout Sex Pistols violence woke up on a island
Found out it was Johnny Depps I'll get sued if I talk 'bout it
Who wanna go toe to toe with a fee fi fo fum gon'
Slap a fifty-round inside my new gun
It's for fun, got a four five up in my new ride
It's do or die, if he play 'bout mine then issa homicide
Really huggin' blocks, really totin' Glocks, I'm ten toes
Really off the shits, really bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm actin' mental
Spent a hunnid bands on laughin' gas, then why I'm still depressed for?
Really huggin' blocks, really totin' Glocks, I'm ten toes
Really off the shits, really bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm actin' mental
Spent a hunnid bands on laughin' gas, then why I'm still depressed for?
Always thumpin', we can get to bussin' when I pull it on 'em
Need a substance, I'm a known druggy in my town and country
Need the money, when it comes to hunnids, bitch, I'm always hungry
Feelin' funny, finna fuck the game up 'til my time is comin'
Pressure from this metal make his heart sweat he a fooly
Shoulda never beefed it with the shaker 'cause I'm a bully (ayy, I'ma bully)
Bitch, I got hands, got gang, got Glocks and toolys
We can active, get ghost, demons talkin' to me
Chopper shoppin' turned to choppers droppin' bodies all around
When this fully auto hip fire better hit the ground
Hear the sound, when I close my eyes it's all I'm hearin' now
Women and child screamin', but they daddy opp I gunned 'em down
Really huggin' blocks, really totin' Glocks, I'm ten toes
Really off the shits, really bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm actin' mental
Spent a hunnid bands on laughin' gas, then why I'm still depressed for?
Really huggin' blocks, really totin' Glocks, I'm ten toes
Really off the shits, really bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried 'cause the way I'm actin' mental
Spent a hunnid bands on laughin' gas, then why I'm still depressed for?
Writer(s): Andrew Adolph
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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