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Were a small hip hop group called Popular Demand From Canada, Alberta.
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Lyrics
Verse 1:
i write grimey lines
and smoke jays in a field
farm boy to the point
that i drive tractors for real
my dad and a six string
acoustic after meals
with half a f*** ing cow
out back on the grill
I do wear wrangler jeans
and the hat to match still,
and if were talking bout guns
we don't have to match skill
i could castrate a calf
and force feed a massive pill
and i'm only truly me
when i'm relaxed in the hills
and its johhny cash rap
while i'm stacking some bails
i was born and raised nanton
to keep my ass outta jail
and the day i missed works
the only day that i failed
dad said the best way
to build fence is in a gail
and the only way to feed pigs
is slop from a pail
and he taught me my diginity
would never be for sale
so i boxed in bar fights
over chicks that i nailed
because a chip on your shoulder
is a hard thing to fill.
Hook:
i could meet ya in the middle
at the midway ranch
we layed the first road,
and its nothing but a scratch
On a open range pasture,
on our big ass ranch,
theres a Anchor Bar-L
on everything I brand.
Verse 2:
a country musician
gave me my first amp
corb lund wrote songs
bout being stuck out back
and the citys been a change
from living where you camp
take the stone an the lights
folks i'll give it right back
i'm the acronym of rap
with the poetry intact,
but still prefer to keep it
completely of the map,
even though my well being
used to ride on the rain
i rode some rough stock
but never see me on the reigns
you build alota character
while growing on the range,
I'm rough around the edges
but some sh** will never change
i'll still drink at the bar,
and go pull a jesse james,
my friends find me bizzare,
but there always entertained,
and the last name loree
is always followed by insane,
but i hold family ties,
and i've pressed it in the grain,
and just because its true,
your impressed with what im saying
but even being a farm boy,
is hard thing to explain,
Hook:
i could meet ya in the middle
at the midway ranch
we layed the first road,
and its nothing but a scratch
On a open range pasture,
on our big ass ranch,
theres a Anchor Bar-L
on everything I brand.
