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letra de no more jail - insane clown posse

[intro: violent j & sh-ggy 2 dope, young wicked]
[?]
“roger that
attention all law enforcement
we got a 51-50 in progress
a couple wicked clowns
but, you’re never gonna catch us
we’re just too slick for ya!”
bring that sh-t!
(never, never, never, never)
no more jail
we ain’t never goin’ back!
(never, never, never, never)
no more jail
it ain’t gon’ happen (nope)
(ever, ever, ever, ever)
no more jail
never, never, never, never (nope)
(ever, ever, ever, ever)
no more jail
yeah, come on!

[verse 1: sh-ggy 2 dope & violent j]
i stole me a yukon truck this mornin’
need some excitement so tonight ain’t borin’
took it to the car wash and waxed it down
everybody knows carjacks the clown -laugh-
i was spittin’ at two fat chicks who walkin’
parked in a no-park lane, we talkin’
and i’m like, what y’all doin’ tonight?
suddenly it’s all bright, red and blue lights
d-mn, this truck ain’t mine. i hacked it
got a gun and cocaine in my jacket
get out the truck, b-tch. i gots to bail
i ain’t tryin’ to see my -ss back in jail
high-speed chase, this cop is on me
more and more join the scene, an army
hit the side street close to mama’s
drove across the front lawn of [?]
jumped out the car, flew across the wall
most were too fat, ‘cause it was tall
but two of ‘em still was right behind me
(“and they got tasers”) don’t remind me!
i hopped three fences. the sh-t was hectic
this is too close. i must correct it
dipped into ma’s house as they ran by it
she cooked me lasagna. you got to try it

[chorus: violent j]
(never, never, never, never)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail! (nope)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail!
(never, never, never, never…)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail! (nope)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail!
(ever, ever, ever, ever)
f-ck that! you ain’t gonna catch me! (nope)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail!
(ever, ever, ever, ever…)
f-ck that! you ain’t gonna catch me! (nope)
f-ck that! i ain’t goin’ to jail!

[verse 2: violent j & sh-ggy 2 dope]
i got two warrants i know about
they know me in jail, ‘cause i got clout
but f-ck goin’ back. i can’t waste my time
i need a clean getaway when i do crime
i sell dope, but i ain’t a toker
they call me dopey the joker
female cop stop me, i’ll choke her
pull my shank out and belly poke her
i never had, but i talk the sh-t
got a bag full of dope, and i’m walkin’ quick
cop pulls up, asks where i’m headed
to the t-tty bar, ‘bout to peep some neden
why, you wanna join me? he didn’t laugh
pointed to my bag and asked me, “what’s that?”
i know the routine, so now i’m runnin’
he’s runnin’ stop as he points his gun in
i keep bookin’ ‘cause i ain’t stoppin’
this bag of dope here, i ain’t droppin’
i ran into a clothes store, but i ain’t shoppin’
evadin’ the law, it’s on and poppin’
i changed my clothes and grabbed a wig
i pug on a dress. “that lady’s big”
sh-ggy scoot me. i played his mother
kissed him on the cheek so i don’t blow my cover
(“stop playin’ man!”)

[outro: violent j, sh-ggy 2 dope, young wicked]
(never, never, never, never)
say what? (nope)
no more jail
that’s right. i’ll be livin’ (nope)
(never, never, never, never)
no more jail
never again (nope)
(ever, ever, ever, ever)
no more jail
i’ll be livin’ (nope)
(ever, ever, ever, ever)
no more jail
d-mn skippy
man, you pigs ain’t never gonna get your hooves up on us, and i’ll tell you why- we just too slick- we’re like- slick rick- and slick- the manager from wwf- all wrapped in one- and you ain’t never putting your little fingers on-

- insane clown posse

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