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can we ex-bang
Shit wanna play me
Like the ex games

Snakes in my garden 
Snakes in my garden
Burn the farm down

Snakes in my garden
Snakes in my

the mandem my trust, they know that it's love
I was doing it for the whites don't stop wit' me
Got me ridin' with bro with kitchens for mummies (no guns)
We

I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
I don't want to be your eight-hundred call anymore
If you're wanting my insurance, then you gotta earn

at the strangest times

You leave me in the heat
Under the hot Karoo sun
You leave me in a house
With a tin roof, on a farm by myself and that’s no fun
That’s no fun

on Route 13 out on that maggot farm. Earl don't like it when you get
his maggot farm confused with a worm farm. A worm farm is for worms, and
a maggot farm

as a boy with a vision
Bumping get rich or die trying with a bad premonition
Mums busy in the kitchen chopping, weighing and wrapping
Serving the knocking

here is her farm hand
While she's working in the fields or tending to the sheep
I'm usually in the kitchen cooking up something to eat
When she's

A Very Strange Medley

Barry Manilow

The First Television Specials

2007

There's barkin' at the kitchen
Yellin' in the hall
Ringin' at the door bell
Poundin' on the wall
Kids out a sight
And kids in the way
No time

Came from Michigan a little farm town
Some days I miss it. I'm glad it's over now
Mom in the kitchen makin food till it was brown
Now I got a bigger

Then ring the alarm again
Head to the farm again
Then tick tick tick

Now the rent's paid
And the flat's clean
In the midday
In the sunbeams
In

on the farm
Cookin' in the kitchen and cleanin' out the barn
Prayin' in church, a credit to her gender
Poppin' out babies like a Pez dispenser
9 outta 10

with my horses and my chickens (Yeehaw)
Small town, big farm that's how i be living
I got greens and some squirrel cooking in the kitchen (Yee yee)
Got

You welcome baby
Gone heat up that stove for the Souljah
Yeah
Order up
Shifting whipping in the kitchen Cooking flavors
Water mixing flour zipping

Shoulda play pro in Atlanta
Flow on steroids, A-Rod
I'mma hit and run like State Farm
Say she 'bout whatever, so what we doin'?
She woke up in the
Kitchen

that old blue Ford
It sends me back in time
To a little farm, tucked inside
The Jackson County line

Grandma's in the kitchen
Mixing up pink lemonade

what you'd think about that

If you walked in, pulled up a chair in the kitchen
Poured a little somethin' for some sippin' and said 
"Tell me 'bout

Watch how I do this (Ha ha ha)
I’m rolling the pack find me right up in the back
Whipping it I’m in the kitchen (Whip)
I’m blowing a stack yeah I am

longer than an arm blow you up -

(Ring the alarm) saddam
Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
My nigga got bombs, trap out of farms

Ooh Bust and rollin' my

Grandma's Penny Sale
Grandma was born and raised
on a farm in Iowa.
When I was young, she would pray
for those who work the soil.
Oldest one of seven

Sweet, sweet holiday to you
Soft blanket of snow covers the old farm
Icy breeze chilling by
Frosty icicles hanging on the windows

In the country

the kitchen no apron
No insurance no State Farm
Ain't dealing with y'all maggots and faggots like Jake from State Farm's
Light the smoke (yea)
I rep my coast

to dusk,
They're growing in light.

Never had a song to sing,
Drained it down the kitchen sink,
Had it been for everything,
Trade it for an onion ring.

She keeps three plants on the windowsill
By the kitchen sink
Sometimes she will
Shred up a sponge on that cheese shredder thing
Then down the drain

bearing these arms
This gas came straight from a farm
It's fast, I step and it launch
This cash too long for my arm
These racks got me scratching my palms
I