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It's on. Come on. 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 coming Is a ass whooping in the parking lot. I'm about to drop this fool right in front Of the cops. And I ain't gonna run. I'm proud of what I done. Yeah, read me my rights, put me in Cuffs. You take me downtown, buddy lock me up. And I'll do my time and raise my right Hand. And I'd tell the judge that I'd do It again. Well, I heard it through the grapevine. A good daddy and a husband is doing 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.45. And now he's in the pen, twenty-five to life. I hate to say, but if it been me, Well, I'd said, read my rights, Put me in cuffs. You take me downtown, better lock me up. And I'll do my time and raise my right Hand. And I'd tell the judge, man, 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 if you cross That line, boy, all I gotta say Is, all I gotta say, boy, is read me My rights, put me in cuffs. You take me downtown, buddy lock me up. And I'll do my time and raise my right Hand. And I'd tell the judge that I'd do It again. Yeah, read me my rights, Put me in cuffs. Take me downtown, you better lock me up. And I'll do my time and raise my right Hand. And I'd tell the judge That that shit again. Uh, your honor, I can't lie. I'm guilty.
Brantley Gilbert — Read Me My Rights
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