Man I got that Home Grown. I don’t care ‘bout the Dow Jones. The economy could crash tonight And yo’ whole life savin’s couldn’t save yo’ life! Verse 1: I’m a crop farmer. I got what you need. And I ain’t blowin’ smoke when I say I grow trees. It’s funny: this economy is based on greed, But more people don’t farm who got mouths to feed. Some folks save money; I save seeds. I don’t water my lawn or spray weeds. The money I do spend on waterin’ crops I get right back, cause I don’t shop for groceries. I got breakfast, lunch, and dinner in the yard, So that recession ain’t hittin’ me as hard. My stock grows exponentially. What, the Wall St. Journal never mentioned me? Huh… Chorus 4X Verse 2: See I’m a city boy, all the way urban But ain’t goin’ out like the pharoah’s servants: To eat, they sold their land and cattle for cheap, Then they gave their bodies up to the 40 hour week In the city, where pity runs low You can’t grow food in a loft, an apartment, or condo So now you work for the dollar and man When all you needed was sun, air, the water and land. They think they own the water and land, but they’re confused. God is billin’ them for what they charge me to use If they could sell air and sunlight, they would. We’d suffocate and everyday’d be night up in the hood But it’s all good… Chorus 4X Verse 3 One seed and I get a tree or a whole vine Bearin’ tens, even hundreds of fruit at one time. So while the dollar bill steady losin’ its strength, I got enough food to feed ten families on my fence, Enough melons to make farmers out of felons, Turn gangstas into gardeners ‘Cause now they smart enough to keep this system from starvin’ us. They ain’t drop outs: they know the math from which seasons which stars is up. We goin’ back to the old ways except We technologically and metaphysically adept: Yep, like in the ancient times, when we could speak With animals, ‘cause we was kin, and they wasn’t meat. Ya’ll wanna eat… Chorus 4X Vamp You see, by myself I could never grow enough That’s why me and my neighbors don’t grow the same stuff But we don’t trade, we don’t measure, we don’t charge We give freely the way we got it from God.
Posted on: Thu, 31 Oct 2013 08:57:12 +0000
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