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have they all gone?
Papa don't you sell the farm
Papa Don't you Sell the Farm.

Winter came in hollow and cruel, took a bite from you skin
Sky full

Storm of Worry

Sonny Landreth

From the Reach

don't come home at night

A free spirit
You had special charms
Raised up in the country
Down on the farm
In the family grove
You took my name
But

Forbidden flavours are calling me
Your soul, my delicacy
I'll ensure that you do repeat,
You will never escape it
Hollow mind
Bathed in sin
Just a shell

we the same
Coast 2 coast the most I do is plane
Plain and simple pass that green
Now a nigga fly as a crane
Phone ring possibly a deal
Playing possum

But it was all gums
The day before it's "Aye family
You know it's all love"
Nigga ran behind the table
Playing possum
I had the sticks since I was

a church and a through offering mhm
Mi shoot ina chest but most time a hollow tip in a forehead
Me nuh care wen you live don't run a yo life you a go give

the family farm, an escape goat
So I jumped ship, now I'm on an escape boat
Threw me under the bus, on my blood choked
Hanged me from the family tree, broke

that from
And she won't laughin
Paid for private school till 3rd grade
So this won't happen
Tomorrow
Hollow
My momma was 34 when she had me
She

Check out my machete
Stab you bloody red
Clean Chop you up with spaghetti ha
Bake yo with bread
And feed you fn to your family
I'm sadic asl
All my life

or a SRT
Niggas gotta catch up tryna be like me
We not bout' talking nigga drop the Addy
You gon' be dead and your family not happy
Keep thinking you gangsta

dazed and afraid
In the Oklahoma dust
Consumption took his sweet mama away
And the Free Street Bank took the family farm,
So he hopped aboard an eastbound

fight not even try
Shot Bwoy wen dem even up
Coppa chop them up and bleed u out
And lef u family grievious
mek u mumma fraid fi leave the house
Hollow

slide off a perc, don't ask the body count
FAMILY FARMS in this leaf, I'm only smoking loud
BoJack, I'm moving, just to run them down
The Ruger , John

me
Or the cap hollow tip gets peeled
Hard like a caramel
Apple that's been chilled
Cold in my step
How I'm walkin
Everybody wanna steal
Steal my flows