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letra de the farm - peyton pearson

[verse 1]
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 sh-t we do on camera
season number 2 wе coming through like animals
(please)
i got too much stamina
to kick it with n-ggas
that’s moving different up undеr 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
[chorus]
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

[verse 2]
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
[chorus]
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

- peyton pearson

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