"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
When 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)


Lyrics submitted by MyAntiDrugIsSuicide

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