Conditions of My Parole (исполнитель: Puscifer)
Sweet baby Jesus on fire I'ma need a [bad word] lawyer and a miracle to pull My [bad word] outta this Devil kept poking the bull, so I shipped her [bad word] to Mozambique Cuz I was over it Shoulda dumped my gat into the Verde but what if she's a zombie or a Dracula I better hang onto this Lordy, with my hand upon the Bible, swear I shot the [bad word] Devil, not a [bad word] but the po-po don't give a [bad word] (Ho- ho- hum-...) Lordy, won't you show a little mercy I've been on the straight and narrow since the judge had my warden done Parole me Red poison, devil kept pokin' so I shipped her [bad word] to Mozambique Cuz I was over it [bad word] judge found me guilty of public intoxication, public urination and Parole violation But the CSI couldn't find the body to corroborate my [bad word] story. Sweet Jesus don't let the judge release me. What if she's a zombie or a Dracula And tries to [bad word] eat me? Devil walked away from a bangin' trip to Mozambique Help me outta this Help me outta this