Postman has been, Oh my god it is, hallelujah, been waiting a decade for this gone grey since the last one, aged since last one, MFTC 5, I’m gonna learn every one of Farm’s words…

Taskforce – I love you, we love you

It’s true

Taskforce – I love you man

All I want to do is to be you

Oh you are so underrated

I wanna be just like you

Dear Farma

I know this sounds random

Remember I came up to you in Underworld in Camden

It was at Kung-Fu in 2002

I met you and Chester backstage

And Louis Slipperz too

You had a pair of Air Flights

And they were brand new

It’s weird 'cause as I write this

I'm wearing just the same shoes

Anyway, the point of writing was to thank you

You’ve been an inspiration in almost everything I do

I feel that I'm just like you and when I hear your tracks loud

I feel like you was speaking about me and my background

I sometimes lay awake at night and think about your life

And think about how similar we are

We’re like are one of a kind

Erm, sorry G, I haven’t introduced myself

I’m an MC and like you I make beats as well

They call me Young Farms

I hope you think the name is cool

And please don’t think I’m gay

I’ve got a girlfriend and she loves you too

You once said ‘fuck an autograph, don’t make me laugh

But would you mind if I tattooed your names across my arms, Farms

I found a Farma tag on Google and I think it’s sick

But do I need permission from the artist if I wanna use it

Was it you, did you graff, did you walk the tracks?

I love graffiti art

I even brought a couple spray cans

I’m not a weirdo

I just think you’re a sick spitter

I’m not a stalker

I just follow you on Twitter

Farms

All I wanna do is to be you

Feel the same pain, sing the same blues

Write the same words in the style like you

And run around town representing my crew

All I wanna do is to be you

Feel the same pain, sing the same blues

Write the same words in the style like you

And run around town representing my crew

Dear Ches man I hope you get to read this blud

I thought I’d let you know your music's running deep with love

I started rapping last year and hang around a crew

Of up and coming spitters and we all wanna sound like you

I love your imagery, I wish that I could think the same

I’m kinda hoping you can help me choose a trippy name

And is it true that you’re a hippy man, I wish I was

Let’s get together, smoke some reefer with some bitches cuz

I know the words to every verse that you ever wrote

To be as good as you is more than I could ever hope

But shall I carry on, blud do you think it helps

To sit here writing bars 'til the tips of my fingers melt

Or popping acid 'til my brain's growing tentacles

Hoping then perhaps we can border on identical

I wanna be the same, walk like you talk like you

Read the same books and think my every little thought like you

So shall I hang around in arcades and bunk school?

You see my wit is sort of really just a blunt tool

I need to sharpen up my senses I'm aware of that

So all I’m really asking for's a minute you can spare a cat

So take this CD enclosed and check my crew

I hope you like us, we sound just like you

So take this CD enclosed and check my crew

I hope you really it, because we all sound like you

All I wanna do is to be you

Feel the same pain, sing the same blues

Write the same words in the style like you

And run around town representing my crew

All I wanna do is to be you

Feel the same pain, sing the same blues

Write the same words in the style like you

And run around town representing my crew