Fuck you drunk driver, hate you like MacGyver.
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Mission Impossible after 20 screwdrivers.
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I ask for your keys, and you said "oh, no nigga please,
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I can drive blindfolded steering with my knees."
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Oh really, your vision's all blurry and that it's clear you see a 12 man
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jury but if it was me I'd cut off your right arm
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so you can't drink and drive and cause no harm
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running niggas over like Death Race 2000.
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Innocent by standers you keep on housing and why the mothers
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still cry and tell me what you say each and every time.
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Sorry?
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Well sorry's not getting it.
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Gimmie your face and let me start hitting it.
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9 out of 10 the drunk drivers live.
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I have to say, "Oh lord please forgive."
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You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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Monkey behind the wheel.
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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Green light, yellow light, red light, go and you went but your fender got bent.
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You sent a little girl to her grave brave and bold
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and her mom's treasured her just like gold.
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Green arrow turns real narrow.
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Monkey boom bam, truck just slam.
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My man Spike was on his way to a Mojo jam!
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We're MADD, we're SADD, we're hurting real bad.
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We don't want no more no more loved ones zipped up in body bags.
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Oh now you're funny how you gonna get home?
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How 'bout showing the motherfucker a damn phone.
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Get off my shit before you get abused!!
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Sorry, well sorry's not getting it.
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Gimmie your face and let me start hitting it.
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9 out of 10 the drunk drivers live.
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I have to say, "Oh lord please forgive."
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You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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Monkey behind the wheel.
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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This is what a drunk driver gets.
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A stiff ass sentence that he sure won't forget.
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Wake up in ICU wanting a cold brew he sees he can't 'cause
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he's hooked up to some tubes...
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Looking like shit, can't remember what he hit.
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Oh it's coming back and he's feeling kinda sick.
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Over and over it plays in your head,
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now you're wishing that you were the one dead...
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Instead it was the van, the one with the band.
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Forty feet of grass and then you crashed.
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No, you didn't see 'em 'cause you were asleep at the wheel.
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Now it's a curse the others rolled in a hearse
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and it hurts and it's getting kinda worse,
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but you freeze and you drop to your knees
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'cause that's the motherfucker you killed in your dreamsss...
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You ain't nothing but a monkey behind the wheel
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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Monkey behind the wheel.
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Fuck you drunk driver...
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Monkey Behind The Wheel
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| Stuck Mojo |
