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