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some shit to rest
Just know I'm ready for it all
For what ever happens next
We chose to work da field but dis ain't da shit you farm on
Moon rocks got me

saw
When we walked in, we were taken to that huge house on the farm
I was captured by the piece, those angelic harmonies
We weren't in there very long

feel a damn thang
A nigga so weird, can't even be apart of a gang
Sticking for chicken, in a farm, I get to picking
Took his shit, flip his shit, extra

of a peer
Watching the sun descend beyond San Francisco and disappear
Aye

Live in the Mission District
Work in North Beach
Get there via bicycle, BART,

harmony
They end up harming me
It's alla farm n we jus the apple tree
When they give for free
That's where the water be
What's sobriety? neva seen restraint

Small town life
It comes alive
When all the work
Gets done

Autumn leaves
And the cool fall breeze
And suddenly
You’re knee deep
With the friends you

it's hotter, we drinkin' fresh
Alkaline water, Dr. Sebi made it work
But stay alert of them food labels and on the west-side
Or in the outskirts, there

on arm
When should I bomb?
I just bought my lady a charm think I'm a Don
Better yet I'm calling up Von
To put me in a LA farm
Need to fill my bong
Gotta

the wind
I don't play games, are you foe or you friend?
Don't impress me if you roll in a Benz
Seen people change when they get in a pinch
Do my best work

in all shades
(Colors) the molly pink
Coke off-white and the raw beige (Work)
Blood diamonds in my chain, Audemar plain
(Plain Jane) been fucking with

Let's buy a house
On a ranch, in the countryside
We'll make it work;
Get a cat who kills the mice
You don't need a job,
We can farm what we would buy

Love is like a river
It meanders and quivers its full length
Love is like a flower
Beauty gives it power it comes from inside
Love is like a farm
It has

what I got
Man bag on my arm
I'm ready to charm
I'm so ready to cook
I'm so ready to farm
I'm so ready to work, I burn a hole in the barn
Set the whole

the alarmed
This shit don't grow on a farm
Baby yeah this that ugh
Shit that u read in the blogs
Up high I came out the stars
This is here the work of the gods

Remember them times getting off work not having lights where I stay
Can't afford my car and place with this booboo ass pay
Stop being lazy them problems

I'm so glad Bow Wizzle brought us to the farm
Yeah, Barks-A-Locks, I can't wait to see the sheep
Sheep? What are they used for?
They use their wool

never had a clue
Why did it have to be you?

Sweaty palms as I walk down this empty road
Provincial concepts like your dowry and your daddy's farm
There's

listen

Do, I'm not just talking
So, you know, I'm not just talking i'm doing
And I don't want you to just listen
Put this information to work make
Today

Over-stand the system works to keep you down
Whoa whoa woy
Sit down young child or be slain
By the words from my mouth yah
Nuff a them a cop a dreadlock style

And replaced with soya bean farms so we
Can feed cattle so that we
Can all eat hamburgers
Only a truly insane global
State of consciousness
Could allow such

work, I'm part of the management
I got a problem for buyin' that Louis
I got a problem for buyin' that Gucci
We got that raw on the plate like it's

comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest nigga in the prison, million dollar mugshot (Mugshot)
Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge
You can't

up half of Guam
Lost no sleep over the fate of your white farm
What goes come back around
So when they came for me, I wasn't alarmed
Get fished out

Patches

Johnny Tillotson

The Golden Hits

I was born and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the woods
I was so ragged that folks used to call me Patches
Papa used to tease me