Conditions of My Parole (Live)

Conditions of My Parole (Live) - Puscifer

Sweet baby Jesus on fire

I'ma need a damn lawyer and a miracle

To pull my a** outta this

Devil kept on poking the bull

So I shipped her a** 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 b**ch

But the po-po don't give a sh*t

Oh oh oh oh yeah oh oh oh oh

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 a** to Mozambique

Cuz I was over it

I lost my head a bit

Please help me outta this

Goddam Judge found me guilty of public toxication

Public urination and parole violation

But the CSI just couldn't find the body

To corroborate my b******t story

Sweet Jesus don't let the judge release me

What if she's a zombie or a Dracula

And tries to effin' eat me

Devil walked away from a bangin' trip to Mozambique

Help me outta this

Help me outta this

Help me outta this

Help me outta this

Straight and narrow