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Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no cr*p
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap
When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this fker's ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah
Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face
You drive on my ass
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah
Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm God
You stupid dumbs**t goddam MOTHERfker!
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this fker's ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah