"Comaley, get up. go." "What?" "Well, it's your day today, pal. You're free." "Uh, do you mean?" "Yup, that's right you been pardoned. So come on get shit go." "What are you about, I don't understand?" "Yup, governor's pardoned you. Now come on, get the fuck out of here." "Uh, uh, I'm free. Are you serious!?" "Fuck no, you got for more years, ass. Hahahaha. Every fuckin day, you fall for it. stupid ass."
clown!
When I get out, I'm home to southwest straight to my freaks and get undressed And I'm a hit it an insane chicken hawk Hoochie, won't be able to
When I get out, I'm a run town naked 'cause my freedom good, I can't fake it I let my nuts to the hip-hop I wanna chop chop punk cop flop
When I get out, I'm going to my house She gonna cook a steak and it with brussel sprouts But I don't care, she can cook a block And I'm a chew it on up to the last
When I get out, I'm on my new shoes But I see anybody sportin kangaroos And them wizaby shorts are But so what, I'm a sport mine a G
Wicked clowns! it out y'all Wicked clowns! We gettin out clowns! Check it out y'all Wicked clowns! We out
When I get out, I'm to the festivals Cussing, rude, and scratching my Like we did before we got locked I'm back around, the wicked clown
When I get out, I'm a throw a And who shows up, nobody! I sit alone and play solitaire I don't care, at least I be here
When I get out, I'm back to Del Ray So I can the smog but that's okay 'cause I'd much whif that shit Then my cellmate Rico's funky
I get out, I'm heading straight to the store For a big long cold thing of And I'm a it down to the very end After that, I eat the bottle that it in
clowns! Check it out y'all Wicked clowns! We gettin out Wicked clowns! it out y'all clowns! We gettin out
"Yeah, let me this broad up, tell her I'm getting out. This is my baby, ya what I'm saying." "What's up, baby, man, me." "Wait a minute." "J?" "Who the hell is WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!"
I get out, I'm shooting someone in the head Somebody sleeping in my bed I never thought my would sell me out Now I walk up and blow her mouth out
clown Wicked clown
When I get out, I'm back to the good So don't sweat me, Officer Fife In the pen, I your cop friend butt son Seen like to use his butt some
I get out, it's all about the underground I'll back into the pipes and never be found So when you brush your You might see my eyeball looking at you the sink
Wicked clowns! it out y'all Wicked clowns! We gettin out Wicked clowns! it out y'all Wicked clowns! We out
I'm out, I'm getting out!
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