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"Tamale get up, let's go" "What?" "Well, it's your lucky day today, pal" "You're free" "Uh, what do you mean?" "Yup, that's right you been pardoned" "So come on get your shit Let's go" "What are you talking about? I don't understand?" "Yup, governor's pardoned you. Now come on, let's get the fuck out of here" "Uh, uh, I'm free, Are you serious!?" "Fuck no, you got four more years, stupid ass! Hahahah! Every fuckin day, you fall for it! Fuckin stupid ass!" Wicked clown When I get out, I'm going home to South West Going straight to my freaks and get undressed And I'm a hit it like an insane chicken hawk Hoochie, won't be able to walk When I get out, I'm a run around town naked Cause my freedom feels good, I can't fake it I let my nuts flop to the hip-hop I wanna chop chop punk cop flip flop When I get out, I'm going to my mother's house She gonna cook a steak and serve it with brussel sprouts But I don't care, she can cook a cinder block And I'm a chew it on up to the last rock Letras de cancionesWhen I get out, I'm putting on my new shoes But I don't see anybody sportin kangaroos And them Wilsabee shirts are history But so what, I'm a sport mine like a G Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out dawg Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out When I get out, I'm going to the festivals Cussing rude, and scratching my testicles Like we did before we got locked down I'm coming back around, the wicked clown When I get out, I'm a throw a party And guess who shows up, nobody I just sit alone and play solitaire I don't care, at least I won't be here When I get out, I'm coming back to Del Ray So I can breathe the smog but that's okay Cause I'd much rather riff that shit Then my cellmate Rico's funky armpits When I get out, I'm heading straight to the store For a big long cold thing of Faygo And I'm a drink it down to the very end After that, I eat the bottle that it came in Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out dawg Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out Yeah, let me call this broad up Tell her I'm getting out This is my baby, ya know what I'm saying "What's up, baby, man, it's me" "Wait a minute" "J?" "Who the hell is this? Who the hell is this?!" When I get out, I'm shooting someone in the head Somebody been sleeping in my bed I never thought my sweetheart would sell me out Now I gotta walk up and blow her mouth out Wicked clown, wicked wicked clown (x4) When I get out, I'm back to the good life So don't sweat me, Officer Barney Fife In the pen, I seen your cop friend Butson Seemed that he like to use his butt some When I get out, it's all about the underground I'll crawl back into the pipes and never be found So when you brush your teeth you better think You might see my eyeball looking at you through the sink Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out dawg Wicked clowns, check it out y'all Wicked clowns, we gettin out I'm getting out, I'm getting out Check it out y'all I'm getting out, I'm getting out We gettin out dawg (x3) I'm getting out, I'm getting out Guess who's coming to your big town Jugglin jugglers jugglin jugglers Guess who's coming to your big town Jugglin jugglers jugglin jugglers Kiss the clown (x4) From Letras Mania