Lyrics Brantley Gilbert – Read Me My Rights
Text:
What’s up, man?
Oh, come on.
Somebody better call the law
We done took it outside, we’re about to brawl
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, barney lock me up
And I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell them 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, barney lock me up
I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell them judge that I’d do it again
If I have to put the law in my hands, yeah.
Well, it’s bound to break
‘Cause I know right from wrong and if you cross that line,
Boy, all I gotta say is…
Read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, barney lock me up
Lock me up
And I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell them judge I’d do it again
You read me my rights, put me in cuffs
Take me downtown, you’d better lock me up
And I’ll do my time and raise my right hand
And I’ll tell them judge that I’d do that shit again
Uh, your honor, I can’t lie.
I’m guilty!
Ah, shit
Album
Brantley Gilbert – Brantley Gilbert - Just As I Am
