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