
			BAD HABIT

Hey man you know Im really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when Im in my car
	Dont give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I must might snap
	When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off make me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
Im gonna wreck this fucker`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 Im the danger you`ll face
You drive on my ass
Your foot`s on a gas
And your next breath is last
	Drivers are rude
	Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
	Something`s odd
I fell like Im god
You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker
I open the glove box
Reach inside 
Im gonna wreck this fucker`s ride	
