The Farmer in the Fields I did ask Jace if I could do this by King_Piggins (This is made by me and Jace but his account was banned so I am posting it) Lyrics

Into the State from the blate piece of mind, I got no time for this kind of grind. But in the blind part of my crimes I be looking from the hilltops be on till' the thrill stops. I don't like to stop but, I have to harvest crops out back in the haystacks. Be getting Phat Stacks to pay up for the lack of time on my grind, all the while trying to lie on my side to get some much-needed sleep or I'll be beaten for tomorrow's greetin'. This probably won't seem fair because of all the air in your brain, this is just a shame when I rap, I bring the Pain
But, it's more like I bring in the grain out of the rain, I have a big stain on my brain from too much lean in my green bladder so I'm scattered. Got lots of crops, in the fall they drop. I act like a lock, nothing can get through, I'm about to take my animals and come straight into you. We're through, now there's nothing you can do, I come hard like the flu. We don't need no shields, were just some Farmers in the Fields