Justify - Left Lane Cruiser

Get on down the road

Get up in them weeds

Well the hound dog will get ya

Hang ya in them trees

Well the sheriff caught you stealin'

You ain’t got no food

When a cracker says he’ll rape ya, she ain’t got no proof

Can I justify?

Justify?

Well a momma and her children came out to watch you burn

And a lawyer and a preacher came out to take their turn

It’s a grand 'ol occasion of American ideals

And the hellhounds of justice can’t grant you no appeal

Can I justify?

Justify?

Well roll back again

Better roll back again