Better Get To Livin歌詞

There's an intruder
In my house
He cut my phone-lines
Can't dial out
I scream for police
But I doubt
They're gonna hear me
when I shout

A couple of Cocktails will sent me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman pincher and a Pitbull in the seat
These pigs 'll get bit fooling with me
Quit fooling with me
Bitch, you're gonna see
No pistol in the seat
Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me
And which you're gonna see in the long run
Im'a be the wrong one
You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass
Flashin that flashlight on my ass
Where was you at
Last night when them ass holes
Ran up on my grass
Rapper slash actor
Kiss the crack of my cracker slashed ass
They took away my right to bear arms
What I'm posed to fight with bare palms?
Yeah right
They coming with bombs
I'm comin with flare guns
We as Americans

We as a Am