Arrival (the Baby Farmer) Lyrics - You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having - Atmosphere

[Slug] 

[whispered] 

"I'm not really supposed to talk about this.....but..." 

they've arrived 

With the excitment of a new born 

Came to join the main event and fight against the luke warm 

With nothing but they word and they history 

Take a can of paint and try to decorate their dignity 

It's not what they anticipated 

But, fuck, it doesn't matter. Put your fists up and instigate it 

And they can't save the planet 

Or the children or the bandits 

Or themselves god damn it 

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I'm just a man that loved rap 

So much in fact 

I put every piece of myself inside these fucking tracks 

What is that, you whisper something from the back? 

You think your personal attacks 

Make up for what you lack? 

I'm just a cat searching for a clean lap 

To crash in a world hurting, waiting for they turn to take a nap 

Sorting through bills, fan mail and life threats 

Wonderin why the postman ain't delivered my wife yet 

They call me Sean, this is Anthony 

No need to act hard cause we got extended family 

So I smile while I try to use my words wise 

Say what I meant just in case this is your first time 

Via? child of the wings tired 

Smilin' like a couple of fools that the queen hired 

Can't wait for the vibrate to thicken 

So we can watch the world tip side. WAIT! 

Even the deads gettin live 

It's a little deeper, you can float, come on baby dive! 

To fall in love with this bitch 

From the petals on her flower to the pimples on her tits 

Fuck the insults. And fuck the compliments 

Just wanna see the mommy free the honesty and common sense 

Stop followin the win that you swallow 

Cause it's too simple to aim for a target sittin on a fence 

We do it for the candle in the sky 

Here's a toast goes out to those who can't handle their high 

You and I, we can swim into the tide 

And watch these other children lose they mind 

(I'm growing tired!) 

(they've arrived) 

And they landed safe and sound 

Better try to take 'em out before they make ya saviors proud 

So fix your beef, quit actin' like a sheep 

Either spit your speak or sit there and git your teeth 

To spread the info to the kin folk 

Fuckin with the climate on the inside of the windows 

They're here, the baby farmers gonna take it farther 

Make a mark and break apart your fake martyrs 

planted firm, let the planet burn 

Understand the terms, you don't wanna open up this can of worms 

I'm tryin to keep my prize on the eyeball 

But people wanna see you fly all to watch the sky fall 

Who's to blame for your lack of conviction 

I wasn't drafted, I asked for the mission 

Put your name on the list at the bottom on an empty line 

And hope in plain sight for what ever gave you the right to question mine 

The night prowler, gonna crawl past all the rap politics 

You can put that on your last dollar 

Wake up, it's bigger than a pay stub 

There's the door, get cho money, go wash off your make-up 

(they arrived) 

[Muffled] 

And they don't need your lovin 

If you don't wanna give it, keep it 

Doesn't really mean nothin' 

gonna beat it 'til it stops breathin' 

No need to even try to reason with em they're not leavin' 

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