Lyrics:
The money gets the bread but the value is the farm
They say they black widows but they only spinnin' yarns
You could trick a minnow, but I'm finna be shark
campus so shit
Dear MTL
What do you value?
Your campus sucks dick, like more than Cal do
You took an exciting, loud and proud school
And changed it 'til
farm
The dreams you dreamed for us were built on love, the virtue of toil and the true value of a coin
When I feel empty with a full house
I'm
knows the value of thrift
So once again I'll say
That farm boy is your friend
From me to you
That's what I do
You see for you
I'm farm boy
It's what I
to wonder where the company gets its unique name?
The Wawa name has an interesting history that dates back to the late 1800s. It all began with a dairy farm
know is I, just want to go home
All I know is I really want to go home
Don't underrate our human value
We should be glad 'bout a simple life
Leave
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
imperialist war
Don't ever call me a queen
Victorian values just ain't the scene
Don't want to be held responsible for you
To blame you for the future
ever wanted was a horse farm
Please
All I ever wanted was to be a cowboy
What are your central values
I like rolling molly and packing a big Backwoods
I
silent scream
and the end of the line
killed by the enemy
a factory farm
poisoned in shadows
by greed and despair
together that's more than some
Farm life was tough they didn't have a lot
Simple living was all they got
Values were strong hard work their rule
The farm
please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
blue
I don’t have many things of value
A folk guitar and a cowboy hat
A few but good friends that I made
And now these old Chevy
/ And days like these
Vivaan on the beat habibi
Value Added Tax Bitch
Twinkle Twinkle Lil Star
Main Utha Mere Saath Me Bandiya thi Chaar
That Means Kal Raat Part Kari
If we set this up right we’ll never have to do a damn thing
Cause we just some pigs with our goods at the market
Back down at the farm we got good
brotha got locked up for selling out arms
I don't fuck wit weed but I'll sell me a farm
Took my 4by4 to the ring
Cross pendant new u can see how it bling
the ways you can go far
Get self sustainable by learning how to farm in ya back yard
Don't buy a new car
Depreciate in value to end up junkyard
But bad
your values that you sold us on
Family values man been put to the lie son
So put your lights on gettin' way to dark
Middle of the night clouds covering
My name's Tommy Franks, an' my Daddy's name was Ray.
Ray was a farm boy, a cowboy an' a banker.
A clerk, a roughneck, a driller,
A long-haul
My name's Tommy Franks, an' my Daddy's name was Ray.
Ray was a farm boy, a cowboy an' a banker.
A clerk, a roughneck, a driller,
A long-haul driver,
pyre eclipse
How can money be spent
In a land where money holds no value? Count your cents
The government fakes aid to invade they enemies
Take
can't be real
There's fighting all around, they're shooting in the fields
They say that values change when hunger or ambition strikes
Survival is
the loony farm
Who only Wanna do you harm
Or see you naked in a
Nudie bar
Promise me youll always be who you are
Never afraid
O tell him behave
Go set up
broadcasting to all of our friends
Face value is laced with how you get the angle right
Paint away the faintest lines that may betray the cracks
But it still
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