| Comaley, get up. |
| Let’s go.
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| What?
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| Well, it’s your lucky day today, pal. |
| You’re free.
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| Uh, what do you mean?
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| Yup, that’s right you been pardoned. |
| So come on get your shit
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| Let’s go.
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| What are you talking about, I don’t understand?
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| Yup, governor’s pardoned you. |
| Now come on, let’s get the fuck
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| out of here.
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| Uh, uh, I’m free. |
| Are you serious?!
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| Fuck no, you got for more years, stupid ass. |
| Hahahaha. |
| Every
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| fuckin day, you fall for it. |
| Fuckin stupid ass.
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| Wicked clown!
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| When I get out, I’m going home to southwest
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| Going straight to my freaks and get undressed
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| And I’m a hit it like an insane chicken hawk
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| Hoochie, won’t be able to walk
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| When I get out, I’m a run around town naked
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| Cuz my freedom feels good, I can’t fake it I let my nuts flop to the hip-hop
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| I wanna chop chop punk cop flip flop
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| When I get out, I’m going to my mother’s house
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| She gonna cook a steak and serve it with brussel sprouts
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| But I don’t care, she can cook a cinder block
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| And I’m a chew it on up to the last rock
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| When I get out, I’m putting on my new shoes
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| But I don’t see anybody sportin kangaroos
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| And them wizaby shorts are history
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| But so what, I’m a sport mine like a G Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out
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| When I get out, I’m going to the festivals
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| Cussing, rude, and scratching my testicles
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| Like we did before we got locked down
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| I’m coming back around, the wicked clown
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| When I get out, I’m a throw a party
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| And guess who shows up, nobody!
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| I just sit alone and play solitaire
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| I don’t care, at least I won’t be here
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| When I get out, I’m coming back to Del Ray
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| So I can breathe the smog but that’s okay
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| Cuz I’d much rather whif that shit
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| Then my cellmate Rico’s funky armpits
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| When I get out, I’m heading straight to the store
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| For a big long cold thing of Faygo
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| And I’m a drink it down to the very end
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| After that, I eat the bottle that it came in Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out
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| Yeah, let me call this broad up, tell her I’m getting out.
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| This is my baby, ya know what I’m saying.
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| What’s up, baby, man, it’s me.
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| Wait a minute.
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| Who the hell is this? |
| WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!
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| When I get out, I’m shooting someone in the head
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| Somebody been sleeping in my bed
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| I never thought my sweetheart would sell me out
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| Now I gotta walk up and blow her mouth out
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| Wicked clown
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| Wicked wicked clown
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| When I get out, I’m back to the good life
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| So don’t sweat me, Officer Barney Fife
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| In the pen, I seen your cop friend butt son
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| Seen daddy like to use his butt some
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| When I get out, it’s all about the underground
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| I’ll crawl back into the pipes and never be found
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| So when you brush your teeth
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| You might see my eyeball looking at you through the sink
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| Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| Check it out y’all
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| Wicked clowns! |
| We gettin out
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| I’m getting out, I’m getting out!
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| Guess who’s coming to your big town
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| Jugglin jugglers jugglin jugglers (kiss the clown) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Get Out, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Tunnel of Love, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп