Puscifer

Puscifer - Conditions Of My Parole lyrics

rate me

Sweet baby Jesus on fire

I'ma need a damn lawyer and a miracle to pull

My ass outta this

Devil kept 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 up on the Bible, swear I shot the damn Devil, not a

Bitch, but the po-po don't give a shit

(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

Rat poison, devil kept pokin' so I shipped her ass to Mozambique

Cuz I was over it

Goddamn judge found me guilty of public 'toxication, public urination and

Parole violation

But to see as I couldn't find nobody to corroborate my bullshit story

Sweet Jesus don't let the judge release me

What if she's a zombie or a Dracula and tried to fuckin' eat me?

Devil walked away from my bangin' trip to Mozambique

Help me outta this

Help me outta this

Thanks to ArtistaRaquel for correcting these lyrics

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