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G small armory ain’t no harming me
Got the sauce get the cheese
Get the chicken that’s parm to me
Growing my business like farming weed
This ain’t tv

and dedication
Heart and soul of the farming nation
You don't need to wear a watch
The sunset is your clock
The crop year is at the end
Commodities are in the bin

PCR PCR making DNA shine
PCR PCR making DNA shine
From research labs to courtrooms it finds the facts
PCR's work is never through
In farming too it

on the mount
He fiddled his hands away as the town burned down
He's farming bills, and if all goes well
Everybody's gonna want somebody else

in letting go and then them bands just doubled up
I am the dreams of my ancestors
Dressed in some rarer textures talking about farming like bill

You get no choice when you're a kid
Farming was what our family did
At night when diesel tractors quit
The front porch stairs is where I'd sit
Black

shore
The island man he bids farewell, for now and evermore

I'll spend my life at farming and the tilling of the fields
Or maybe as a fisherman hauling

put all this aside
We dip out the functions
With my lame friends farming off assumptions

All eyes on, we could skrrt it often
Our emotions,
Just focus

They tell us stories that we ought to believe
But find it hard to see truth for the trees
They're farming fiction faster than the leaves
The roots

boosting ma speed
Exploring ma self now am farming my seeds
Back to this shi learning how to believe
Ain't tired of this shit i got no time to sleep
Yeah am

of land and a pond no sand
Forest farming fishing and fun
And well-trained dogs with barks backed up by guns
A growing caste of like-minded men
Kids

score bitches on the daily
I'm killing beats like disease, then I'm chilling on Day-Z
I got hoes down on stand-by
Farming triple kills with the till, say

For us to find our way
But
I'll remember you, in cowboy boots
And pocket Copenhagen marks

Remembering days of Farming with you at 14 years old
You

everyday
Farming in fertile dirt
Happy being undisturbed
No one believes you
No one believes you
Run little piggy run from the cattle
Favor the snake but not

This is how it has to be
It is a state imposition
Give up all of your traditions
That's what we hear them say
Farming, fishing, simple living...
Please

short
We all fall short
We all fall short

Ahhhhh     Ahhhhh

All the Kids are farming now
hurting now  hurting now 
Suicide fentanyl overdose
overkill

akhirnya, tetap kalah lagi

(Verse 2)
Ku pilih tank, tapi gak ada yang follow
Damage hilang, pada sibuk farming
Sudah minta backup, malah pada recall
Padahal

of the series
Poison status still active from last night
Can't afford to flee, don't have the heart to fight
So I'm

Back at the grind
Farming mats taking up all

to the guys
And their rural wives
Buying their produce
And their farming supplies
I oh I
I love my rural life
I oh I
I love my rural life
Kids grow up and they

I've been saving up for her for a long time
I fell in love with her very much-I-I-I-poison
I suffered a lot from farming her se-e-e-e
Fucked up again

to glory
I don't think I want to be fighting wrestling ring
Elbow smashing people for drunk men
I don't think I want to be any of the farming
Type I don't

the hand that reaches the sky only to fall
I just want to be loved 
By your hands

I don't care that you're a simple farming peasant
If you don't start

preached at a church in a farming town
A fist pounding righteous man in a gown
When he finished with his congregation
He headed to town yelling hell

the Union Army
Ancestors behaving badly
Pioneering new use of farming.
Your mothers, your brothers and don’t forget the others
In agony I hear my mind say…