George Clinton


Gimme a dollar, I'll pay you tomorrow
I got something comin' my way
I'm dead broke, about to choke
Just wanna get out of today
When I get back up on my feet
Everything will be okay

Breakout, breakout, ooh...
Breakout, breakout, ooh...

[Verse 1]
Can't get caught, so I'm running
If I turn the corner, I got it made for sure
I'm out here hustling for pennies
Trying to get away
From the man who owns the store
I can't understand this weakness I got
It's got me runnin' and I can't seem to stop

I gotta breakout from this prison
And get myself together and breakout
Lord, I'm in a prison
A prison, where the bars are my insecurity
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