Bad Habit Paroles

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'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride

I guess I got a bad habit

And it ain't goin' away Yeah

Well they say the road's a dangerous place
You're foot's on the gas

And your next breath is your last

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