in a scrap. 'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain, sittin' in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'. (Palmdale) Palmdale, (Hell, yeah.) come back to me. I need you and I love you, baby. Palmdale, come back to me. (check it out, homeboy.) Now I got a fucked up life. Two bad kids and a naggin' wife. Dead end job at the airport. Check too short to pay the house note. Turn on the TV, then I see different homeboys that went to school with me Playin' in the NFL. We used to kick back in ...
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