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MC Chris

Down On The Farm

 

Down On The Farm

(album: The New York University 8-Track Discography 10th Anniversary Edition - 2007)


It's mc chris keep your head low
Stay in your car you better go home
Cause there's nothing but starch in the corn below
Getting down on the farm not on the down low
With a shovel and hoe you sold the land
With a burger and fries from the hotdog stand
Just the sun and a doobie and a farmers tan
Just an empty old barn and a bored rock band
Chillin at the seminole fucked up on tobacco
Kids dive in with Tom to go back home
Life's a vacuum but here it's wide open
While your busy moping I'm in the dark groping
Down on the farm motorcycles not mopeds
Dead old ladys not dreadlocked dead heads
Carburetor on the front lawn, lemonade on the porch
Luke was a farm boy before he used the force
word up

You don't know who you are with your dope beats and your fat porsches
Name is mc chris I prefer back porches
Don't try to file a case cause you got no sources
The laws on my side cause the law I enforces
On your stupid styles they're just dumb
Tougher than leather your not tougher than my gun
Cause we hold our own out in the mid west
We don't need guning law with him we're not impressed
Don't wanna run away like Wendy and Peter Pan
Call it the Bible belt I call it Neverland
Sipping down chili dogs outside the Tastee Freeze
Diane sitting on Jacky's lap hands between his knees
Down on the farm with shoot the queen with a gun?
Don't cause no harm just wanna have fun
Drink Pabst, race cars, maybe tip a cow
Down on the farm I'm down with a hoe down

Oh mc chris you're so nice only 25 dollars
You say cowboy I say cow

If the shit goes down
If the shit goes down (better be ready)
If the shit goes down (better be ready)
If the shit goes down (better be ready)

If the shit goes down I got my six shooter
Get your ass outta town I'm a boosted roto rooter
More like Norman Bates unlike Uncle Jesse or Cooter
Name is mc chris I don't miss now pass the buddha
Showdown at sundown Daisy Duke at my side
Honey says you don't get shot I'm sure to be your bride
I replied hell yeah as the gun did decide
Sink into the soil as Black Bart grabbed his heart and died

There's no way you'll survive [laughs]

done

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