Palmdale was like the peak of my life, but Palmdale over with, homeboy. I'm fittin' to go home cuz.)
Please take me back home, (You know what I'm sayin'?) to Mississippi.
(I got my Greyhound ticket right here, man. I'm fittin' to go back and kick it with my family, cuz.)
Please take me back home, (take a couple pounds of this weed) to Mississippi.
(You shmell me, homeboy. Yeah, take them fools back to '82, cuz.)
Before South Central Palmdale flossin', I stayed in a place called Palmer's Crossing.
Hattiesburg, Mississippi, smoking marijuana like a Woodstock hippy.
All my homies in Laurel, beg borrow, buy my rap tape tomorrow. (Bucccoc!)
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