In the Field

[Intro: Nico Lindsay]
Cause when I come through in the darkness
Come through like a
Listen
Yeah?
Yo, listen, yeah

[Verse 1: Nico Lindsay]
I don't tun up, I turn up
Straight to the mic, I run up to burn up
Been away, they say cause of murder
Couldn't kill it like I did dirt, cuz
Dirt I'll dig for them, when pace gets set
I'll look behind, then talk 'bout further
Like I'mma catch up, dial-up server
Outdated flows that you play with, I'm the new server
But no shot boy getting sent, I'm a searcher
Found my soul on a train with a burger
With no destination, claiming it's hurt but
Fuck that, man, I'm back to beats
Grab [?] bunning like cess would
Grab her from ya but do not dagger her
Said she got draw, them hips got shattered
The scene's all messy, she's hit empty
She's tryna find me, I've breezed already
Missed calls on my line from grime but I beat already
She's all blusky, speaking sexy
Asking for Cs, let me breathe already
Like fucking hell, fuck off
Man only came here to go let a nut off
No extra baggage
Don't mind the sound, but this scene is the wackest
If you've got a problem, go get better
Man wanna get bitter, nah, get better
Man wanna get bitter, nah, get better
Remember that phrase and you might get cheddar
Man wanna get bitter, nah, get better
Remember that phrase and you might learn something

[Break: Nico Lindsay]
Just might learn something
Listen

[Verse 2: Nico Lindsay]
Nobody's missing
Seen they've been spitting wack but I'm driven
Dig in deep like an axeman, I hit 'em
Plans I don't sit on, plans that get written
Off out the window like Nicole Brittain
Under earth, ain't soil but I'm hidden
Underground, TfL, shine and glisten
Diamond bright, blind, time to write
Finest type of art, load lines and snipe
Duck, don't wanna receive my spirits, energy
Force and incredible speed I can't go at
I'm better off slower
This is my game, it's blackjack, not poker
Move savage like vultures
To remain relevant, that element will hold 'em
Ya, for a second or two
Then you're bozzled I ain't a second or two
I don't care 'bout weapons or food
Referred to a maybe like bunning crews down like zoots
But you're getting the view
I speak to my listeners
Come close to your speakers
Reverse this and see through the whispers
Know my pollution, unleashing your minions
You get me?
Lyrics I load like guns, squeeze till empty
But I don't load up guns like most MCs claiming
Yup, can't stand the fragrance
Infiltrating but we keep making it happen
Tell 'em ain't no typical pattern
Deep in the mix of this with no planning

[Outro: Nico Lindsay]
(Words)
Listen
Yeah?
Cause man ah come through in a madness
Come through like a
Come through like, come through in a madness
Man ah come through in the mist
Cause man ah come through in a madness
Come through like a
Come through like, come through in a madness
Man ah come through in the mist
Cause man ah come through in the darkness
Come through like a
Come through like, come through in the darkness
Man ah come through in the mist