Carina Round - Conditions of My Parole (Live) lyrics

[Verse 1] Sweet baby Jesus on fire I'ma need a damn lawyer and a miracle To pull my a** out of this Devil kept pokin' the bull So I shipped her a** to Mozambique Cause I was over it [Verse 2] Should'a dumped my gat into the Verde But what if she's a zombie or a Dracula I better hang on to this Lordy with my hand upon the Bible Swear I shot the damn devil, not a b**h But the po-po don't give a sh** [Verse 3] Lordy won't you show a little mercy I've been on the straight and narrow Since the judge and the warden done paroled me Rat poison devil kept pokin' So I shipped her a** to Mozambique Cause I was over it [Verse 4] God damn judge found me guilty of public 'toxication Public urination and parole violation But the CSI couldn't find the body To corroborate my bullsh** story [Verse 5] Sweet Jesus, don't let the judge release me What if she's a zombie or a Dracula And tried to f**in eat me Devil walked away from a banging trip to Mozambique Help me outta this [4x]