The Farm
Okay, I'm back with a new bounce
Yes, it's me. Peyton Pearson
Please, don't forget that T
Somehow I came back from delivering the same act
What a sad clown
Everyone forgot his lame ass
But I came back, somehow
Lamping with the Lannisters
Oh great that's done now
No rain
Sun out
I was created something different, but I'm based in, the south
And now I'm here to show you that you ain't real, buck lau
We don't need no manager
Just to get the stupid shit we do on camera
Season number 2 we coming through like animals
PLEASE
I got too much stamina
To kick it with niggas that's moving different up under the sun
I gotta dip into the whip, I'm out the desert, I'm done
See the fibbin' been done a minute, now the image has come
Shiny and clear
Mr. Parker, you can give me the gun
In just a minute, you can see
What you and me become
(Alter people, not an ego)
Into the trees, if you could believe
They open wide and cut to see your rings
Just get up and climb, you gon be alright
And so it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Running till the gas on E or Low
So it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Back to the farm with the E-I, E-I-O
Okay, I land and crash, I'm back, who that?
This time, I'm slim, new pants, new swag, durag
The last of his breed of cool cats
The type to go and walk on water, you see the shadow where his shoes at
But please bring the audience, closer to the bleachers
Attend the adolescent creature feature
The Frankenstein, yelling "PLEASE WORK" at the man who plays the seeker
Kick it and it and it come back like an echo, not reverb
A picture is a thousand random things until it comes together
So take a man who's under weather
On a gift horse, and a court jester
Gallivanting all across the plains
Looking for a better course in the bellows
I can't imagine what the man reads on Sunday
Soldier or explorer, but he untrained
Only off the knowledge and the power of
Rain, waves, and sun rays
And maybe some ethereal floodgates
Just wait
In just a minute, you can see
What you and me become
(Alter people, not an ego)
Into the trees, if you could believe
They open wide and cut to see your rings
Just get up and climb, you gon be alright
And so it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Running till the gas on E or Low
So it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Back to the farm with the E-I, E-I-O
Yes, it's me. Peyton Pearson
Please, don't forget that T
Somehow I came back from delivering the same act
What a sad clown
Everyone forgot his lame ass
But I came back, somehow
Lamping with the Lannisters
Oh great that's done now
No rain
Sun out
I was created something different, but I'm based in, the south
And now I'm here to show you that you ain't real, buck lau
We don't need no manager
Just to get the stupid shit we do on camera
Season number 2 we coming through like animals
PLEASE
I got too much stamina
To kick it with niggas that's moving different up under the sun
I gotta dip into the whip, I'm out the desert, I'm done
See the fibbin' been done a minute, now the image has come
Shiny and clear
Mr. Parker, you can give me the gun
In just a minute, you can see
What you and me become
(Alter people, not an ego)
Into the trees, if you could believe
They open wide and cut to see your rings
Just get up and climb, you gon be alright
And so it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Running till the gas on E or Low
So it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Back to the farm with the E-I, E-I-O
Okay, I land and crash, I'm back, who that?
This time, I'm slim, new pants, new swag, durag
The last of his breed of cool cats
The type to go and walk on water, you see the shadow where his shoes at
But please bring the audience, closer to the bleachers
Attend the adolescent creature feature
The Frankenstein, yelling "PLEASE WORK" at the man who plays the seeker
Kick it and it and it come back like an echo, not reverb
A picture is a thousand random things until it comes together
So take a man who's under weather
On a gift horse, and a court jester
Gallivanting all across the plains
Looking for a better course in the bellows
I can't imagine what the man reads on Sunday
Soldier or explorer, but he untrained
Only off the knowledge and the power of
Rain, waves, and sun rays
And maybe some ethereal floodgates
Just wait
In just a minute, you can see
What you and me become
(Alter people, not an ego)
Into the trees, if you could believe
They open wide and cut to see your rings
Just get up and climb, you gon be alright
And so it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Running till the gas on E or Low
So it's back to the trees I go
Like you see a monkey climb rope
And if you can't take the heat, I know
Back to the farm with the E-I, E-I-O
Credits
Writer(s): Peyton Pearson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.