Yeah, yeah, like bums we used to stay In the of la by the way Gang bangers killin' each for rep Sellin' cocaine on my doorstep
Had a ball to bounce plus a to ride But my mamma never let me play outside But when I got enrolled in school Started like a fucking fool
So cool up gang signs to the gangster beat Shot an enemy across the street Mamma home, said she got a good job did too, now they don't squab
Financially, we 2 later, son, we movin' No duckin' from shotgun shells Bought a two-story house in palmdale it to me now
(Hell yeah) Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) Palmdale, back to me (Check it out, it out, check it out)
No rats and no more roaches Livin' next door to football Now I got a new place to me crack Now I got little white to jack
I stopped wearin' blue, trippin' on red Too squabbin' with the skinheads Stupid questions, the class little white girls on the ass
I didn't care if I passed or failed I I was headed for the NFL Until the playoff game, shoulder got I thought about my future, in the dirt
I can't jump, I flinch Superstar player, the bench Graduate school don't make me laugh I got an F plus in math, give it to me now
(Hell yeah) Come to me (I do one song for my neighborhood) Palmdale, come to me (Check it out)
I knew I couldn't make it in the white world So I me some khakis and a geri curl I I couldn't make it to the NFL I went to east palmdale and started yeyo
Fo' sho' I was makin' crazy Shoulda dropped school a long time ago Bought a cell phone, a nut Now I like pizza hut
I drunk and Bacardi, I sold dope to anybody Me and my homies sold dubs and Took turns bustin' just to pass the time
A white man up to my spot He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?" I put a fat rock his hand And about 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down,
(Hell, yeah) Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) Palmdale, back to me (Check it out, check it out, it out)
get drunk, can't get blunted LA county, 95 Crips wanna take my Bloods wanna eat my bars
pecker woods don't want none But the straight own one Them essays, catorces, treces always try to me
So I jumped off the bed 'cause I no punk Jammed his up against the bunk Socked that in his chin Black scared to jump in
Sheriff it up when we hit the floor I kept talkin' shit 'cause I want some in town, we get along with the brown Now I'm in jail, they to beat me down
Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate to get in a 'Cause I'm down for mine, and for certain in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'
(Hell, yeah) Come to me (I need you and I you, baby) Palmdale, back to me (Yeah it out, homeboy)
Now I got a fucking up life, two bad kids and a naggin' Dead end job at the airport too short to pay the house note Turn on the TV then I see different homeboys that to school with me Playin' in the NFL we used to kick back in palmdale
Williams, Lorenz tate Zeno plays for Colorado I my homeboys much success But at the time, I still get depressed
Walkin' through the wind a cup full of gin Thinkin' 'bout things coulda, woulda, shoulda been I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish good luck to my
Come to me (I you and I love you, baby) Come to me (Palmdale) ('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)
(Palmdale) Come to me (I need you and I you, baby) (Oh yeah) Come to me ('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)
(Yeah) Come to me (Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, y'all at man, yeah) (Hey, you at in the world, I don't care if you in Japan, Africa) Palmdale, come to me (Hey you how we used to do it, man hey, hey, hey)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, what do we (Yeyo) Yo, where we to go? (We to go back to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, what do we (Yeyo) Yo, we fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, what do we (Yeyo) Yo, where we to go? (We fittin' to go to jail)
Yo, let me get a (Palm) Yo, let me get a (Dale) Yo, what do we (Yeyo) Yo, we fittin' to go? (We to go back to jail)
Dale, yeah (Hey, come on everybody just your hands) Dale, you're (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon) Dale, palmdale (What, what, what) (Yo AV come on y'all)
(Where falcons at?) You're (It ain't over the fat man sings) (Little can't get none, what, what, what) You're Dale, palmdale (Little rock get none)