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 crap,
cause the slightest thing and I just might snap, yeeah!!
When I go driving I stay in my lane,
but getting cut off makes me insane,
I open the glove box, Reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride,
I guess I got a bad habit,
of blowin' away Yeah! Yeah!
I got a bad habit Yeah! Yeah!
And it ain't goin' away Yeah! Yeah! yeeyeeheheah!
OOHHH ! OOOOOHH !!!
Well they say the road's a dangerous place,
If you flip me off I'm the danfer 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! Yeah!
I got a bad habit Yeah! Yeah!
And it ain't goin' away Yeah! Yeah! yeeyeeheheah!
OOHHH ! OOOOOHH !!!
Drivers are rude, such attitudes,
but when I show my piece, complaints cease,
something's odd, I feel like I'm God, you stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker,
I open the glove box, Reach inside, I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride...
I guess I got a bad habit,
of blowin' away Yeah! Yeah!
I got a bad habit Yeah! Yeah!
And it ain't goin' away Yeah! Yeah! yeeyeeheheah!
OOHHH ! OOOOOHH