Brantley Gilbert - Read Me My Rights Música y Letra

Somebody better call the law
We done took it outside, we’re about to brawl
Ol’ boy done put his hands on a woman
Where I come from, son, the next thing comin’ is a
Ass whoopin’ in the parkin’ lot
About to drop this fool right in front of the cops
And I ain’t gonna run
I'm proud of what I've done.

Yeah, read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, better lock me up
And I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
I’ll tell the judge, I’d do it again

Well, I heard it through the grapevine
Good daddy and a husband is a doin’ time
Said his wife and his kids was in the house
Ol' boy broke in man it all went south
When he dropped the hammer on his forty five
Now he’s in the pen twenty five to life
I hate to say but if it'd been me
I'd have said

Read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, better lock me up
I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell the judge I’d do it again

If I have to put the law in my hands it's about to break
'Cause I know right from wrong and if you cross that line
Boy, all I gotta say is...
(All I gotta say is...)

Read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, better lock me up
And I’ll do my time, raise my right hand
I’ll tell the judge I’d do it again

You read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, you better lock me up
I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell the judge I’d do that shit again

Uh, your honor, I can't lie
I'm guilty!

Brantley Gilbert - Read Me My Rights Música y Letra