Take me to the farm Get me to the farm Somebody get me to the farm Somebody take me to the farm Buckle up straightjack Insanity is such a drag Jellybean Thorazine Transcendental jet lag Sanity I ain't gonna Feeling like a pifiata

(Who we are) Life for you, has been less than kind So take a number, stand in line We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt But how we survive, is what makes us who we are All smiles and sunshine, a perfect world on a perfect day It's what makes us who

Oh, my daddy said shoot And men like me come around He said take care of your mother Watch out for your sister With his gun, with his head held high He told me not to cry With his right hand on his rifle He swore it on the bible My daddy said shoot

Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) He'll try to take you from me Some things money can't buy... Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right My wish becomes his delight Your not gonna get far from me

You don't bleed It's clear to me now You're not what you claim You don't speak, You don't speak for me There is no mistake It's written on your face You don't bleed for me Bleed for me!

I'm gonna take you by surprise And make you realize, I'm gonna tell you right away, I can't wait another day, I'm gonna say it like a man And make you understand I don't want to lose you Babe, tomorrow's so far away

He said run on love And plant some seeds Don't take anything at all for granted She said raise your hands And raise your babies And never change it

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on

Just too far away Gold shimmering sand is making me thinking of her Thinking of her But I am at Half Moon Bay It's just too far away Just too far away, yeah And all along the way she gives me love Gotta take care of her now, care of her now And our place

Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Man I run this rap shit Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls R.I.P. to Tupac Nigga roll that good shit You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga