[Hook] 
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name (if you listen closely baby)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name
Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody's callin)
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do

(A man sometimes girls think I'm crazy cause I wake
her up and I tell her)
Sounds like Jesus (sounds like Jesus)
Somebody's callin my name (I know I'm high but baby)
Sounds like Jesus
And somebody's callin my name
Sounds like Jesus
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do

(You know man, I think about all the hard times that I
went through and I think)
I'm so glad that trouble don't last always
I'm so glad that trouble don't last always
I'm so glad I'm glad that trouble don't last always
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do

I gotta feelin, that everything's gonna be all right
I gotta feelin everything's gonna be all right
I gotta feelin that everything's gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right

(A man it's funny cause I learnt this song when I was a little kid
When I went to visit my granddaddy down there in Mobile, Alabama
He stayed in this place called Trendy Garden you know what I'm sayin?
He used to grow his vegetables right there on the side of the house
And every now and then he'd get me to help him out know what I'm sayin?
And as he was like weedin out his garden and everything
He'd sing all kinda tunes and hymns know what I'm sayin?
And sometime he'd sing the same one like over and over and over again
You know what I'm sayin?
He'd get tired of singin the words
Sometimes he'd take a sip of his water outta that glass jar, set it back down
And while we was plantin them collard greens, he'd hum it
Just like this right here, help me out cuz, you know how we used to do it)

It gets all in my hands
It gets all in my feet
It makes me wanna sing my song
To every little girl I meet
It gets all in my heart
It gets all in my sole
It comes straight out my mouth
And then I lose control
Cause I, I got this feelin, that everything's gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right

Will somebody call me a cab?
I swallowed another tab
I might overdose under the circumstance
So betta yet call me an ambulance

[Chorus]
Cause I'ma dopefiend baby, I don't know why
All I wanna do is get high
Between your legs is where my brain is at
Cause I'ma nymphomaniac

I used to smoke marijuana when I was a kid
Now I'm trippin on acid
I'm high on every drug known to mankind
So go ahead and pass it

[Chorus]

My designated driver was this girl
Her name was Carolyn
But I can't go home cause she just died from an overdose of heroin
She's a dopefiend baby
She don't know why
All she wants to do is get high
Between her legs is where my brain is at
Cause I'ma nymphomaniac

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This butt naked girl sat next to me
And offered me some ecstasy
Then she gave me a big fat kiss with a mouth full of LSD

[Chorus]

Wave your hands in the air
Then wave it like you just don't care
If you got on clean underwear somebody say oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Check it out all the homeboys gather round cuz
Repeat after me
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
Shit, God damn, get off your ass and jam
My hands are shakin, my nose is twitchin, my eyeballs are real gigantic
I'm layin in bed, with a throbbin head, and I'm trippin on widespread panic

[Chorus] 3x

Hell yeah, A man, I'm gonna do some impersonations right
A, the first one is a mixture between the lead singer of the B-52's
And Robert Smith from the cure right

[Chorus]

I'm gonna do Axl Rose from Guns N Roses cuz

[Chorus]

Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, we gonna sing some country
Maybe I didn't fuck you
But little darling don't cry
The fact is I masturbated
About an hour before you came by
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
On the road again
Open up your legs and let me stick it in
My favorite past time is making love to my girlfriend
I can't wait to shoot my load again
Shoot my load again
Stick my dick some where it's never been

Yeah
Yeah

Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep
Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride
But my mamma never would let me play outside
But when I got enrolled in elementary school
Started bangin' like a fuckin' fool
So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat
Shot an enemy from across the street
Mamma came home, said she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they don't squab
Financially, we improvin'
2 months later, "son, we movin"
No more duckin' from shotgun shells 
Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale
Give it to me now

Palmdale, come back to me
I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale, come back to me

Check it out, check it out, check it out
No more rats and no more roaches
Livin' next door to football coaches
Now I got a new place to sell my crack
Now I got little white kids to jack
I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads
Stupid questions, distract the class
Rubbin' little white girls on the ass
I didn't really care if I passed or failed
I knew I was headed for the NFL
Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt
I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt
I can't jump, I can't flinch
Superstar player, ridin' the bench
Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh
I got an F+ in basic math
Give it to me now

Palmdale, (Hell yeah) come back to me
I gotta do one song for my neighborhood (chicken sound)
Palmdale, come back to me 

Uh, uh, check it out
I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's world
So I bought me some khakis and a Gheri curl
I knew I couldn't make it to the NFL
I went to East Palmdale and started slangin' yell
Fo' sho'! I was makin' crazy dough
Shoulda dropped outta school a long time ago
Bought a cell phone, like a nut
Now I deliver like Pizza Hut
I drunk whiskey and Bacardi
I sold dope to anybody
Me and my homies sold dubs and dimes
Took turns bustin' rhymes just to pass the time
A white man drove up to my spot
He said, “Hey homeboy, what you got?”
I put a fat rock inside his hand
About 25 sheriffs jumped out the van
“Get down, punk.”

Palmdale, (Hell yeah) come back to me
Uh, I need you and I love you baby
Palmdale, come back to me

Check it out, check it out, check it out
Can't get drunk, can't get blunted
LA County, 95 hundred
Crips wanna take my All-stars
Bloods wanna eat my Snicker bars
Them peckerwoods don't want none
but the Mexican's straight own one
Them Essays, ???
That Essays always try to test me
So I jumped off the bed, cause I ain't no punk
Jammed his head up against the bunk
Socked that Cholo in his chin
Black mother fuckers scared to jump in
Sheriff broke it up when we hit the floor
I kept talkin' shit cause I want some more
Back in town, we get along with the brown
Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me down
Jail is hell, but I'll adapt
Won't hesitate to get 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

Yea, 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 East Palmdale
Rodney Williams, Lorenz Tate 
Zeno plays for Colorado State 
I wish my homeboys much success
But at the same time, I still get depressed
Walkin' through the wind with a cup full of gin
Thinkin' 'bout things I coulda, woulda, shoulda been
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish good luck to my peers

(Palmdale) Palmdale, come back to me
I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale, come back to me
Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began
Palmdale, come back to me  
I need you and I love you baby 
Palmdale, come back to me
Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began
Palmdale, come back to me  
Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where y'all at man?
Palmdale, come back to me
Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't care if you in Japan, Africa
Hey, you know how we used to do it, man
Hey, hey, hey

Yo, let me get a Palm (Palm!)
Yo, let me get a Dale (Dale!)
Yo, what do we sell? (Yell!)
Yo, where we gonna go? (We gonna go back to jail!)   (4x)

Dale.  Palmdale (Hey, everybody just clap your hands)
Dale.  Palmdale (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.  Chicken noise)
Dale.  Palmdale 
Dale. (Where them Falcons at?) Palmdale.
(It ain't over 'til the fat man sings)  
Dale. (Little Rock can't get none. What, what?) Palmdale
Dale.  Palmdale

Wait a minute man
Hey check this out man tell it
It was this blind man right, it was this blind man right
He was feelin' his way down the street with a stick right, hey
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'
He stopped he took a deep breath he said
Snfffffff, woooo good morning ladies, ha
You like that shit man
Hey man I've got a gang of that shit man
Hey I'll tell you what
We'll all have a good time
We'll pull on the drug
And hey, hey if everybody crowd around the mike
I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got
First I'm gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it homeboy
 
Said colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will

Well it was just sundown in small white town
They call it East Side Palmdale
When the afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale
Well I was standing on the corner sellin' rap cds
When I met a little girl named Jan
I let her ride in my Caddy
Because I didnt know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
We fucked on the bed
Fucked on the floor
Fucked so long I grew a fuckin' afro
Then I fucked to the left (left)
Fucked to the right (right)
She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white
Thought to myself sheeba-sheeba
Got my ass lookin' like a zebra
I put on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
And so I ran I jumped out the back window
But her daddy he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
The motherfucker beat my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudice dad
Thats the best damn pussy I ever had
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of water
I'm gonna fuck that bitch just one more time

Colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will

I met this lady in Hollywood
She had green hair but damn she looked good
I took her to my house because she was fine
But she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine
I met this lady from Japan
Never made love with an African
I fucked her once, I fucked her twice
I ate that pussy like shrimp-fried rice
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya (tell ya)
I met a woman in the heart of Australia
Had a big butt and big titties too
So I hopped in her ass like Kangaroo
See I met this woman from Haw-AIEE
Stuck it in her ass and she said "AIEE"
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
I met Colonel Sanders wife in the state of Kentucky
She said I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of Herbs' N' Spices 
 
Colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong (hey wait a minute)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled with hennesey
That country music really drove me crazy
But I rode that ass and said yes Miss Daisy
Met this lady in Oklahoma
Put that pussy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan
I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
Fucked her until she turned into a white albina
Fucked this hooker in Iowa
I fucked her on credit, so I owe her
Fucked this girl down in Georgia
Came in her mouth, man I thought I told ya
Met this beautiful sexy hoe
She just ran across the border of Mexico
Fine young thing said her names Maria
I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla
I wanna get married but I can't afford it
I know I'm'a cry when she get deported

Colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
We can go to the park, after dark,
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
(hey wait a minute man, hey fuck that shit)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong

Have you ever went over a girls house to fuck
But the pussy just ain't no good
I mean you gettin' upset because you cant get her wet
Plus you in the wrong neighborhood
So you try to play it off and eat the pussy
But it take her so long to come
Then a dude walk in thats her big boyfriend
And he asks you where you from
So you wipe your mouth and you try to explain
You start talkin' real fast
But he already mad cause you fuckin' his wife
So he start beatin' on you ass
Now your clothes all muddy
Your nose all bloody
Your dick was hard but now its soft
You thought you had a girl to rock your world
Now you still gotta go jack off

[Chorus]

Its like I dont care about nothin man
Role another blunt
I was going to clean my room, untel I got high
I was going to get up and find the broom, But then I got high
My room is still messed up And I know why, (why man) because I got high

I was going to class, before I got high
I could cheated and I could of passed, but I got high
I'm taking the next sumester and I know why, (why man) Because I got high

I was going to go to work, but then I got high
I just got a new promotion,but I got high
Now I'm selling dope and I know why, (why man) Because I got high

I was going to go to court, before I got high
I was boing to pay my child suport, but then I got high (know you wassed)
They took my whole pay check and I know why, (why man) because I got high

I wasn't going to run from the cops but I was high, I'm serius man
I was going to pull right over and stop, but I was high
now I'm a paraplegic and I know why, (why man) because I got high

I was going to pay my car a note, intel I got high
I wasn't going to gamble on the boat, but then I got high
Now the tow truck's pulling away, and I know why, (why man) because I got high

I was going to make love to you, but then I got high, I'm serious
I was going to eat your pussy to, but then I got high
Now i'm jacking off and I know why, (turn this shit of) because I got high

I messed up my entire life, because I got high
I lost my kids and whife , because I got high
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why, (why man) because I got high

Im gona stop singing this song, because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong, because I'm high
And if I don't sell one copy I'm going to know why, (why man) because I'm high

(are you really high man?) ( he really is high man!) get giggy with it
O bring it back , Because Im high
Whell my name is afroman and I'm from east condale,
And all the damn wheed I be smooking is boom as hell
I dont belive in Hitler thats what I said ( O my goodness)
So all you skins, (skins) please give me more head
Mother fucker, afro mother fucker m-a-n

A-e-i-o-u and somtimes w
We aint going to sell any of these mother fucking albums cuz
Lets go back to marshal durbans and hang some more chickins cuz fuck it
Fuck the corprite world bitch