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your socks, let it rain till dawn
I can drop you by, let me know the time
I’m a kid you’ll love rather call me mine
I don’t need a cheesy fill up for

Farm

King Missile

They

1988

want to poison my only child?"
Just then Farm Man burst through the door
Followed by the baby Jesus
"I think you're evading the issue again, Martha"

the green like a corn farm

O boy we go

Way up straight up

Oboy we go

Way up straight up

Cross me night night

Shooters drive by

Cross me night night

Too Much Weight

Princess Superstar

Princess Superstar Is

2002

your candidate who gets head under the desk
If that's what you get you can bet I want to be the next prez
I deserve the best and if you think my lyrics

And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn chicken
George became dead george stealin' chickens
From my farm, damn, another dead pigeonif 
Your

through
The veins in my arms raised in a barn
By wolves raised by rain and the stars
A product of my environment
Dangerous and smart
Now I'm hunting all

Black Man

Stevie Wonder

Songs in the Key of Life

1976

first done successfully
By a black man

Friendly man who died
But helped the pilgrims to survive
Was a redman

Farm workers rights
Were lifted

to the words I say, before I have to go away 
So many reasons why, I say son, before my life passes by
Oh please, don't let the home farm die   
Don't let

boy up to god
By a bitch
I'm on that silly shii
Old McDonalds
Had a farm
But that bitch there
On some scary shit
I can't fuck wit her
That hoe a lame
We

Pangolin Farm
Words & Music by Steve Richard Mahoney / Timothy Vincent Mauldin

Ain't gonna beat a dead horse in his shoes,
Or crawl a mile

Mating Season

Butterfingers

Malayneum

Getting jaded

Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores

Mating Season
Of reality
Up in

lyrics
The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes

Don't you have a brother whose like no other made by another dad and mother
You're the pillow he's the cover in a different shape and a different colour

your eyes
I'm a poltergeist
I'm so precise
U ate all the pies
You can't see me creeping by
Can't tell me no reason why I'm Super nice
With it
I'm sick

need to know
It’s on a need to know
swerving the car get rid of da pebbles
Spot by da farm, spot By da pebbles
Praying to god but facing da devil
I’m

on a table and they’re rollin’ their dice so they’re startin’ a gamble

Police are comin’ n’ holdin’ their arms
Searchin’ the people workin’ on their farms

motion is stunted
I I I ... Keep, keep on doin', until I I I I  I I I I

Lyrics By Skyelar Pollack

to super scars
Know we all here to fight that war
Even when we all beaten and sore
By using lyrics, by using lyrics as our swords
By using lyrics, by using

It ain't nothing but a couple of racks
Matress so packed I got a few hundred stacks
Money so large shipments coming by barge
Selling narcotics now

turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're

favorite female
Artist with no draws
I'm sitting with gas water by
The fireplace getting jerked off
Many have one night of my fantasy
But they cry when they

San Francisco Mable Joy

David Allan Coe

Tattoo

1977

My daddy was an honest man just a red dirt Georgia farm boy
My mama spent her young life raisin' kids and bailin' hay
Now I was just fifteen when I

watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets

Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers

I might act meek
Don’t assume that I’m weak
I don’t live life by someone’s critique
Who am I?
What have I become?
I tried to run
But my feet are numb

break stride they caught me with their light, they told me to raise my arms
Before the daylight by no surprise, I'm back in Eastham Prison Farm
Mmmhmm