Songtexte Remember the Farmerz (feat. DIRYTE Everyday, The Honorable Hakim Dough, Freddie Old Soul, Holdawn, Boukhepra. & Recoechi) - Heavy Crownz

Yeah
Had to get my shovel on this one
Bounce
Bounce

Just remember
Who you talking to
That's all I ask
Cuz when they said
Go Heavy
I made that pedal metal mash
I put the pedal
To the metal
And laughed
While reflecting on the accomplishments
I had in my bag
They see this farming thing
Is taking off
Because the branding is together
And ain't no days
I'm taking off
Unless I'm OT
South beaching
With mi amor
My baby girl decent
She rolled up for me
In Houston
But in Miami
Her ass was tweaking
Naw I'm playing
We was litty
Eating Cuban cuisine
I know somebody everywhere
So Imma always have tree
I am a Farmer
I had to wait
To ovulate
To pop
Like carbonated beverage top
I consecrate the rest of life
To rolling dice
To live a life that pays me well
In energy and amenities
I told my community fluently
Visions I had
And the reason to buy in
I threw up the eight
As a symbol of Great
To further establish alliance
My woman
Is finer than wine
We get intertwined
And lost in a moment
I got the key to the lock
And Jehovah just told me
It's time for the duffles
A seed just grew to a crop
Off top
I know that I'm made
For abundance
I need the vegan food
That's good
Cuz I don't be eating no pork
I'm from the hood
Where they only wear slacks
Whenever they going to court
I go to God concerning my lack
Now I'm back
And I'm hopping the porch
You better jump off the porch
Life is all about choice
May every Farmer rejoice

Remember the plantations
If you don't get
Paid to farm
Is it still your occupation?
Jubilee
From picking hookah leaf
Still picking hookahs up
Nauseous as a backwood
I'm spilling my guts
I know I rap good
But when is being good
Good enough
Three fifths could get you drunk
One eighth could get you life
Gotta cross that gun line
To get back to your wife
Gotta cross that burning cross
To get back to your Christ
Gotta frost your cross out
With the frigidest ice
And if that don't numb the pain
The poppy seeds
Will get you right
Thou shall not steal
But real niggas
Steal away in the night
They was stolen
Learned through massa
Steal everything in sight
Be still
Bloodhounds
All bark and no bite
But remember our history
Doesn't start with our plight
The inventors of agriculture
Were as brown
As jollof rice
Leafy greens
To fight dementia
Don't forget to eat right
And in the case
You catch amnesia
Avoid all the mainstream
Brain washing procedures
Let Mother Nature will be your teacher

This ain't the time
To sit down
Why do you wanna relax
Why don't you
Put in the work
You did not earn the respect
I get the money in folds
I get the money in rest
How did you get it that way
Bitch I was made for the check
I ain't pay none of them debts
Biden ain't worth all of that
I had to change up my ways
That man was
Bringing me stress
I realize the way
The truth can unfold
Ah have you wishing you was kid
But you couldn't wait to be grown
You far away from ninety three
But you ain't nearly as old
What kind karma have you locked
Between yo flesh
And yo soul
I had to choose
The higher way
Cuz either way
Shit get harder
The DNA flow through my veins
Some shit has ended
And started with me
I'm a Farmer
Niggas protest the police
I ain't that bothered
I realize that it's the wealth of yo conscious
Ima start a riot
Half these niggas ain't really ready
For when the world is violent

Ay
Ay, would ya like that?
Dawn Ali
On the beat
Yeah ya like that?
If I didn't know how to speak
Would ya like that?
Or would it be okay?
If I did it all for the paper
Would ya like that?
If I shook they hands
And looked away
Would ya like that?
If I didn't say
What I wanted to say
Would ya like that?
Ayyyyy
Sound like a sad story
I don't even tell no sad stories
I just tell the truth
I just tell what
How would you feel if it was you?
How would you feel
How would you feel if it was you?
If I had to steal to eat
If I had to kill to eat
Would you like that
If I put that all on the beat?
But what if
I had to do that to you?
What if I had to rob you?
What if I had to rob you?
What if I had to stop you
From putting food on the plate?
Ay now ya feel different
Yeah I like the way it feel
And it feel different
I bet it's real different
When you thinkin'
About your lil ones
And you thinkin'
About them feeling something
Ayyyyy
But would ya like that?
Dawn Ali
On the beat
Yeah ya like that
Everybody gonna eat
And we like that
I know what it's like
To get low
And dig deep
And I like that
Uh, I know what it's like
To steal to eat
I know
My brother gettin' rich
And he still in the streets
Damn, uh I bet they like that
I bet they
Ayyyyy

Ayo, remember the Farmerz
As the lessons
And the blessings
Rain upon us
We stay connected
In the wave
We flow and ebb with
I'm standing with who I stand with
And we finna control the bandwidth
No transcript
Flows written in Sanskrit
Living handwritten
Farmer manuscript
I'm the apple in your third eye
Have you elevating bird high
If you ever overheard I
Spitting rhythm and living poetry
I am the agent of the sun
Therefore you know it's me
I shine bright
Turn a lime into the limelight
There's no limitations when my mind's right
I fight dragons
In my daydreams
With light ray beams
I'm straight
No matter which way
The day leans
Things are different
Then they may seem
I do the DIRYTE work
And yet I still manage
To stay clean
I stay connected
Through an undetected metric
I'm vetted
Can't mess with
The energies that I step with
Fuck your net worth homie
What's your frequency
You gotta cultivate your garden
Just to speak to me
I mean let's get down to the biz
Farmer talk
We live it
And tell it just like it is
Armor talk
I know I stay protected
When it's serious
And conquer my fears
Wherever the roads steers
To get where I got
You got to go through a lot
If you ain't never faced the fire
Then you know you ain't hot
Collective karma
So you could never harm us
And don't forget
Remember the Farmerz

Now you can't get
With a mufukin Farmer
Now you can't get
With a mufukin Farmer
I can see my ancestors
And I hate to alarm ya
Im a G
Finger twist
C-Four
Hear the bombers
I got em like
What The Fuck (WHAT THE FUCK)
Mental telepathy
God said tell em'
What's left of me
They fuck the culture up
Exposing what vultures methods be
Sheep zombie poster boys
Niggaz sipping promethaz's
Niggaz sleeping for real
I end it quickly
I add them mothafuckas so
These niggaz hear me
I elevate the earth with farmer talk
It cleanse ya kidneys
The ancestors jumping
Coming out that water
Dawg it started off with me
I'm a Farmer
We Kings and Queens
Dawg no Jeffrey Dahmers
Collective karma
So you can never
Harm us
And don't forget bitch
Remember the Farmerz

Remember the Farmerz
Remember the Farmerz