Road Kill 2 lyrics

You're not drunk enough if you can count to 30
She had put 4 down already, go birdy
Got me, my accessory
A pretty idiot mixing alc and ecstasy
And I'm shot
Is that all you got
Digging through her purse and all I found was some pot
Jameson reserved the urge to be creeping back soon
I know there's cocaine being sniffed in that bathroom
She just sneered looked at me retarded-eyed
Am I lame? I'm sorry I lied

Your aim is off so is your point of view
When the hand of god pointed at you
He said you were designed to grow up and go sl*t
Gave you a pretty face, nice tits, and no butt
If getting away with murder ain't the way to be
Then getting b*tches all rapey/rabies[?] okay with me
Why would I care who’s fake and living major lies
I don’t relate, placate or plagiarize
Save that talk for your friends or go home
I know you're fly, I'm the sh*t and won't leave me alone

The word storm kept her underwear warm
Till she dripped on the floor then she slipped out the door
And you like my circle I can tell
Cause you're starry like Orion's belt
I looked in death's eyes through my shades
He winked and then ignored me
One look in yours I know your lily white story
I was underground like this very garage
A car came around better wizardry than Oz
Slipped a 20 said thanks for taking care of this
She jetted in a 9-11 like a couple terrorists
And I know it's mundane
I'm pharmaceutically lobotomizing my brain
Co-sign don't need a notary
Trying to steer with this b*tch's head and hands all over me

Come dummy
I already took your lunch money
Fed her on the 101 doing 120
And I'm driving trashed of course
Like I'm the first white dude to crash a Porsche
Even though my name's seen
That sh*t's invisible compared to James Dean
My report wouldn't be history
Make sure I'm cremated so nobody can p*ss on me
I should drop you off, call it a day
I've got zero condoms anyway

So where you going?