Bad Habit

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 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 f**ker's ride Chorus 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'll get in you're face You drive on my a*s Your foot's on the gas And your next breath is your last {Chorus} 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 motherf**ker I open the glove box Reach inside I'm gonna wreck this f**ker's ride Chorus