Letra da Música Conditions Of My Parole de Puscifer

Sweet baby jesus on fire
Ima need a damn lawyer & a miracle
To pull my ass outta this
Devil kept on poking the bull, so I shipped her ass 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 damn devil not a bitch
But the po-po don’t give a shit.

Lordy, won’tcha show a little mercy
I’ve been on the straight and narrow
Since the judge and the warden done parole me.
Red poison devil kept a poking,
So I shipped her ass to mozambique.
Cuz I was over it. lost my head a bit.
Please help me outta this.

Goddam judge found me guilty of public toxication,
Public urination & parole violation.
But csi just couldn’t find the body
To corroborate my bullshit story.

Sweet jesus, don’t let the judge release me!
What if she’s a zombie or a dracula.
& tries to effin eat me?
Devil walked away from a bangin trip to mozambique.
Help me outta this.